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lyrics
I was gonna write you a letter
Cause you like old-fashioned shit
But you know by now I never got around to it
Now I answer the door with a knife in my hand
Same old hunters come to call again
And it shouldn’t really shock me by now but it’s electric
You said the truth is never in the middle
It’s always one extreme
But even tigers make milk
There could be another side to me
I thought the rocks were horses But I did see horses too
It was a moment of weakness
I never should have cut loose
But don’t you see the sparkling desert
Can’t you sort of hear it too
Don’t you feel the diamond in the way I’m riding you
You said the truth is never in the middle
It’s always one extreme
But even tigers make milk
There could be another side to me
And I’ll try not to cut so close
And I’ll try not to cut so quick
And I’ll try to let you catch your breath between my dagger twists
A portrait of a legend
No one will ever exceed
Cause we worship the dead and don’t let the living breathe
But hey, bring the dead man over
Press his fingers to the strings
And he can conjure up the fire of love much better than me
You said the truth is never in the middle
It’s always one extreme
But even tigers make milk
There could be another side
And I guess what I feel most of all is sorry for myself
And I’ll never let you catch your breath
I’ll never let you catch your breath
I’ll never let you catch your breath
I’ll never let you catch your breath
And I’ll try not to cut so close
And I’ll try not to cut so quick
And I’ll try, oh how I’ll try
To let you in, to let you in
credits
from Same Old Hunters,
released October 23, 2020
Drums & percussion: Colin J. Nelson
Bass guitar: Jack Peters
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