They turn the lights out
So dark, still I can see her coming
This basement hideout
Feels more like a race I'm running
So much for my weekend
I'll be wide awake till morning
No time for sleepin'
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
It's like a freak show
One floor, no clothes, two bodies
Where did my friends go?
This blood on my lip tastes funny
So much for my weekend
I'll be wide awake till morning
No time for sleepin'
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
How do I get myself in these positions?
Why do I do the things that I do?
All of these colors feel like exposition
But in this moment I find nothing new
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
How do I get myself in these positions?
Why do I do the things that I do?
All of these colors feel like exposition
But in this moment I find nothing new
Kevin Spaans - Hunted Lyrics
Kevin Spaans - Hunted Lyrics
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They turn the lights out
So dark, still I can see her coming
This basement hideout
Feels more like a race I'm running
So much for my weekend
I'll be wide awake till morning
No time for sleepin'
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
It's like a freak show
One floor, no clothes, two bodies
Where did my friends go?
This blood on my lip tastes funny
So much for my weekend
I'll be wide awake till morning
No time for sleepin'
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
How do I get myself in these positions?
Why do I do the things that I do?
All of these colors feel like exposition
But in this moment I find nothing new
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
How do I get myself in these positions?
Why do I do the things that I do?
All of these colors feel like exposition
But in this moment I find nothing new
So dark, still I can see her coming
This basement hideout
Feels more like a race I'm running
So much for my weekend
I'll be wide awake till morning
No time for sleepin'
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
It's like a freak show
One floor, no clothes, two bodies
Where did my friends go?
This blood on my lip tastes funny
So much for my weekend
I'll be wide awake till morning
No time for sleepin'
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
How do I get myself in these positions?
Why do I do the things that I do?
All of these colors feel like exposition
But in this moment I find nothing new
I'm stuck here waiting for the lights to come on
Oh God--it's like I'm praying for it
She's got that look in her eyes
Red lips, toxic
So much for only a kiss
She's got the scent; I'm hunted
How do I get myself in these positions?
Why do I do the things that I do?
All of these colors feel like exposition
But in this moment I find nothing new
Writer: Kevin Spaans
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid