The Thrill Of The Hunt Lyrics - Kind Of Like Spitting

She's bright and you're bleak 

Then she kicked you out into the street 

You call her when you're weary and weak 

And the coma you slip into 

Will hold all this against you 

You will learn to bite your tongue when you speak 

You resolve all your sins 

Start it all over again 

Don't go home, 

If you need to, you can call me from the road. 

If you only noticed 

You're dressed up and you're nervous 

And we've well-rehearsed our burdens 

You feel like nothing is complete 

You're soulless and you're worthless 

You'll be nothing until you notice 

You can find refuge in anyone you meet 

But don't go home 

If you need to, you can call me from the road 

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