Woorden:
The Dear Hunter Act Ii The Meaning Of All Things Regarding Ms Leadin

Messages from broken bottles fall on black sandy beaches Ink in vain across the page now run from morning dew Hands which chance upon it lead to eyes

Dance, dance your decay all the while, unknowing youre led astray Sleep, sleep through your woe while your voice slowly withers and melts away Sing

feel so good? Hope it felt so good. Don't know what I'd do if you lost sleep over little old me. He's so much better. They're all much better. Take off

Breathe in, this is amazing Breathe out, this is amazing She removed her clothes and all of the world shined Now that we're alone all of the world shines

Everything you'd live and die for Reasons leading you through here Perished matriarchal bonds Failing innocence of love When the world beckons your approach

Stick with us, throw your morals out the door You aren't in the land of the river and the lake no more Makeshift schemes, we've got plenty here for you

The blood... how it paints such a scene foul routine pedigree mouth agape, stuttered hands attempt to flail and finally agree her hearts ceases its rhythm

in the sweet summer air while mammoths depart Abandon dispair with thirsty affairs of the heart But the chances of escaping my heart are inadaquate, and when all