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Текст: G.B.H.. I Am The Hunted.

Shivers running down my spine, whose blood I know it's mine ?
I'm a moving target and I can't go home.
Chased forever and a day of my choosing my own way.
I don't wanna forget the things I've done.

I am the hunted ..

No-one's hurt now I've escaped no-one killed and no-one raped.
But I'm the monster they wanna catch.
My kids live alone with a stranger their mother's dead I killed her.
A moment's anger and a life of pain.

Running scared I know my number, I know no joy, only hunger.
I don't want to forget the things I've done.

Remorse regret, it's more than anger everywhere I go there's danger.
I could take my life but still no wife.

Stop and think with my mixed up mind of sanctuary I can find.
Another night like this and I think I'll die.
How can I prove my innocence when this country's run by ignorants ..
as blind and deaf as a newborn child ?