The dear hunter

Mustard gas

The dear hunter
Mustard gasI got your picture on my phone
Your voice in my head
I’m lying here alone
Restless in a faraway bed

The stars are falling down
And I’m half a world away
I’m just trying to close the distance
To feel each breath you take

When the bridge is burning and I’m losing my faith
And I’m trying to find my way towards the truth
Like a wild arrow flying, now I’m blindly running
From everything I thought I knew
And every road leads home to you
Home to you

So you got me to believe
Made me turn on a dime
The writing on the wall right in front me
Every song, every rhyme

But I don’t need a 1000 words
I need you safe in my arms
I’ll be standing strong, I’ll keep holding on
When life tries tearing us apart

When the bridge is burning and I’m losing my faith
And I’m trying to find my way towards the truth
Like a wild arrow flying, now I’m blindly running
From everything I thought I knew

No I ain’t regretting
Just how lost I’m getting
Or the red lights I’ve been blowing through
My foot will find the pedal
As I’m counting the lines
Every road leads home to you
Every road leads home to you

Home, the road still leads me home to you
Sometimes I don’t see the signs
The headlights make me blind
The road still leads me home to you

When the bridge is burning and I’m losing my faith
And I’m trying to find my way towards the truth
Like a wild arrow flying, now I’m blindly running
From everything I thought I knew

No I ain’t regretting
Just how lost I’m getting
Or the red lights I’ve been blowing through
My foot will find the pedal
As I’m counting the lines
Every road leads home to you
Every road leads home to you

Home to you
Home to you
Home to you

Gás mostardaAqui estão os perversos
Um pânico inunda os campos
Libertação inimaginável
Eles fazem sua parte, atuando oh tão bem
Com núcleos vazios eles continuam
Uma alma torcida
Uma aparição
Nascidos de uma marca bestial
Eles destroem propositadamente
(Apenas tenha o juízo de fugir)
Grite para o céu e implore
Implore por uma razão que ele permitira isso
Olhe para o céu e diga
Nós estaríamos melhor sem isso
Quem permitiria isso?
Nunca nos sentimos vivos
Mas nenhum de nós pode morrer
Assim que quisermos
Estamos presos neste disfarce
Esta pele de couro com olhos
Feitos para assombrá-lo
Mas nós assombramos você?
Grite para o céu e implore
Implore por uma razão que ele permitira isso
Olhe para o céu e diga
Nós estaríamos melhor sem isso
Quem permitiria isso?
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