This is the hunt
BUTCHERI'm calling you on the phone I want to know where are you gone it's all because I didn't Do what you want I get in the car and do what I want I'm so excited, but you're not Because you don't know what This is the hunt Blood on my shoes blood on my hands Blood on the glass and Blood is your price God looks through my eyes Satan raises the gun in my hand Excuse me, but it's time go to the end I go to church, talk to the priest I tell him about my bloody sins This is a real search, I'm like a beast He don't know what I means He feels this fear, the fear of dying But he says to me, "Repent, my son" He doesn't want to hear, he just lying The bullet came out of the barrel, I need to go on Blood on my shoes blood on my hands Blood on the glass and Blood is your price God looks through my eyes Satan raises the gun in my hand Excuse me, but it's time go to the end
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I'm calling you on the phone I want to know where are you gone it's all because I didn't Do what you want I get in the car and do what I want I'm so excited, but you're not Because you don't know what This is the hunt Blood on my shoes blood on my hands Blood on the glass and Blood is your price God looks through my eyes Satan raises the gun in my hand Excuse me, but it's time go to the end I go to church, talk to the priest I tell him about my bloody sins This is a real search, I'm like a beast He don't know what I means He feels this fear, the fear of dying But he says to me, "Repent, my son" He doesn't want to hear, he just lying The bullet came out of the barrel, I need to go on Blood on my shoes blood on my hands Blood on the glass and Blood is your price God looks through my eyes Satan raises the gun in my hand Excuse me, but it's time go to the end
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