he was in the dark,
where it’s
be hunting and be hunted
be hunting and be hunted
it’s be hunting and be hunted
hopin’ like a fox
but he closed his eyes and kissed the sky
he closed his eyes and kissed the sky
but he closed his eyes and kissed the sky
well it’s cold when you look out your window
and you know, you know, you got no one else
and it’s cold when you look out your window
you see pieces
you see parts
you don’t see yourself
you think, at least with a band on my finger,
I could see myself in something else
and so you fall, like a tin cup of sugar
and they leave you there
like so much snow in hell
like so much snow in hell
he was in the dark,
where it’s
be hunting and be hunted
be hunting and be hunted
be hunting and be hunted
hopin’ like a fox
but he closed his eyes and kissed the sky
he closed his eyes and kissed the sky
he closed his eyes and kissed the sky
well it’s cold when you look out your window
and you know, you know, you got no one else
and it’s cold when you look out your window
you see pieces
you see parts
but you don’t see yourself
you think, at least with a band on my finger,
I could see myself in something else
and so you fall, like a tin cup of sugar
and they leave you there
like so much snow in hell
well, you can fall like a tin cup of sugar
and I’ll sweep you up
I’ll keep you all to myself
‘cause there’s a lion with his jaws
wrapped ‘round a lamb
and there’s this love
like a law
holdin’ us in his hands
and when you miss him
and you wonder is this all I am
and your hair turns like wool
like snow in hell
won’t you listen
won’t you know
please understand
I’ve been broken
like a record
tryin’ to play a man
won’t you listen
won’t you know
please understand
I’ve been broken
like a record
tryin’ to play a man
won’t you listen
won’t you know
please understand
I’ve been broken
like a record
tryin’ to play a man
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Written by Trevor Klicker
Produced by Trevor Klicker and Matt Bobbitt & Daniel Guzman
Published by Tangent Recording & Publishing
Vocals, Guitar: Trevor Klicker
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