The Hunt Lyrics & Chords By The Real Tuesday Weld

Flat and silent the ocean lies Pequot's captured in a lull no gentle breeze blows in the sails heated by a salty carpet from above the crew's emaciated,survival tough ...read more

Sinful I have taken life by life mortality a gift you have to make Blood and sweat is the nourishment bloody victim the hunt is your painful end Nervously your skin is turning wet...read more

It's a classic case of the hunt coming alive to teach us a thing or two about sealing the deal. With beheading ink and blinding paper, a stationary keeping you stationary in your...read more

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Prove it all to me Check again to see Leave me with no words If you call again it's absurd And I know I've made it all a lie Shuffled back and forth it's only in my...read more