segunda-feira, 27 de abril de 2015

Hunting season

In the middle of a snakes' nest I found myself
Lying with sharp teeth and sneaky tongues
They all are trying to take a piece of you
Trying to tear you down
But they won't!
This lamb is not on the run anymore...
It's hunting season
And I'm gonna stare as this circus catches fire
With eyes open, I won't feel sorry like I once did
You better burn, you better not run
Karma is a bitch, and the more you try to get away, the worse your pain
So take the burden and cry away your sorrow
The bleeding wounds will remember you what you did to me

Aoyama, Yasmin Hikari