Hunter - Sainthood Reps
This is traditional misfiring at it's finest
There's nobody left to fight for our side and
All my enemies are at my back door
And all my friends are at my back door
And I welcomed them in with open arms
So they drew their guns
From their belts and walked right in
They laid me by the fire to watch me dry my eyes out
Because we're just soldiers looking for a war to fight
And I saw a hunter crawling out in the distance
He's tired his legs are tied
He's dehydrated drowning in the well
Gasoline fields in my backyard
They're cavernous bridgeless and unbound
Their ruinous remains will mark all our graves
And I don't have much to tell the travelers down the road
Cause they just stopped by looking for a place to rest
And they'll disappear when morning comes
Shadows on the landscape block the sun
Cause this isn't where they wanted to be found
And I saw a hunter crawling out in the distance
He's tired his legs are tied
He's dehydrated drowning in the well
Gasoline fields in my backyard
They're cavernous bridgeless and unbound
Their ruinous remains will mark all our graves
Their ruinous remains will mark all our graves
Their ruinous remains will mark all our graves
