Manhunt

When i was truly gonna plan demise 
What a hand what a fuck pulled back 
This times don´t seem to fit me 
So we must fly there 

I squeeze myself 
To turn my nerves off 
Displayed my chest 
To let the bullets flow 
Died every day 
In someone else´s cross 
So we can fly there 

So now feel i know 
So now feel like glow