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Stuck In A Hunt

Dead Men Club

Stuck in a hunt
For a way out ticket
Buried again
Something on my lungs
Ain’t air I am breathing
Inhaling memories

(Trash) the same thoughts
(Trash) appears at night
(Trash) the need for whom just might not miss it
(She) she said so
(Said) “there is no time”
She’s always ready to mutilate my brain
You are not the only thing
You are not the only one for me
Tell if she’s alive
I ain’t got no info
She’s marrying another man

Diving into a deep thought
Sinking in a sickly hate
Of just another friend
Till the fall I might lose my life
You better now work on my grave
Cave it larger than the usual
On my side I’ll save a place to you
She never felt in love
She has her own feelings
She buried another man






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