The Hunt

As the foxes hunt

All the chickens start to run

Next thing I know

My neck no longer has a front

All the wars are me

I won't sleep until my grave

I am young but I am brave

And I am not your slave

I will swear to you now that I'm not what they say

I have a sickness in my head that won't go away

And by the time the bugs eat their way out of my skull

Will you still say I love you?

Will you still want my soul?

As my lions hunt

All the zebras start to run

They all refuse to become

Somebody else's lunch

'Cause all the wars are me

I won't sleep until my grave

I am young but I am brave

And I am not your slave

I will swear to you now that I'm not what they say

I have a sickness in my head that won't go away

And by the time the bugs eat their way out of my skull

Will you still say I love you?

Will you still want my soul?

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