Are you ready for what's next to come?
It feels like i'm waiting for some action, and never having enough.
When the hunt season starts, pieces all over the place
I'd rather be more like shane and the only thing i'll care about, is my insanity.
I'm losing my mind out here, i'd rather shoot you now and leave you behind.
And get free.
Are you ready for what's last to feel
At least i feel like hovering on the brink of tears
So many borders crossed, you even took my security
I'm just waiting for your next move
When the hunt season ends, hope we'll try to be friends
