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Hunting days are now a shame
To see somebody ambition to me
Roots your hair
Keep me on my mean star
There's a chance

Wait for a friend
They say are your feet
Far great to the bombs
No one and on my own
Dream away
Keep me on my mean stone
There's my chance


I hide away
Got the attitude
Host it on my back door

Got the attitude
Host it on my back door
Hunting days are now a shame  To see somebody ambition to me  Roots your hair  Keep me on my mean star  There's a chance    Wait for a friend  They say are your feet  Far great to the bombs  No one and on my own  Dream away  Keep me on my mean stone  There's my chance      I hide away  Got the attitude  Host it on my back door    Got the attitude  Host it on my back door