Letras:
Hunt Miles

: We hold the seeds of metal And we scatter them around We'll eat you up - and spit you out Like a pack of wolves on the hunt We are the kings of

: We hold the seeds of metal And we scatter them around We'll eat you up - and spit you out Like a pack of wolves on the hunt We are the kings of madness

feel like a pinata Won't you take a swing at me? If you could just crack the shell open I think inside you would find Something sweet. Well I hear you like a hunter

Snared up in the traps that they set for you And it's an evergreen affair As temptation taunts the fox Into the hunter's waiting lair And for mile after mile

worst lies I've put my arms around you And felt nothing at all I've stolen tasteless bread I've salted hundreds of cities, paint them red I've taken a thousand miles

hunter (And never in between us) And never in between me and you (I'm waiting to die) I'm waiting to die (From miles from the sleep) Miles from the sleep

Friday night when the phone rings and he's stuck in a downtown bar roll away the stone cause the last mile home is the longest mile of them all Tell

: All my life I've taken what I want Give an inch, take a mile Always on the hunt Ooh - sex, money, fast cars, never get my fill I ride hard and die

I only had a day And I know that's why you left me In your own sad little way I am gone, disappeared But I hear a young dove crying Three thousand miles