| The future was so bright
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| Never surrendered with fear in my eyes
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| Human stories told with a couple friends and a smoke
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| Hunting dogs don’t kill their own
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| Maybe colors fade away
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| It’s so hard to hide the pain
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| This is my generation, so natural to hate
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| Never had so much to lose, mid-day coffee blues
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| Hunting dogs don’t kill their own
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| If only I could stop this room from spinning around, I’m so confused
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| I wake up, clear my head, remember why I’m in this bed
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| It’s really hurts to imagine everything so cold
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| Hunting dogs don’t kill their own
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| If only I could stop this room from spinning around, I’m so confused
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| I wake up, clear my head, remember why I’m in this bed
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| It really hurts to imagine the song you never wrote
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| Hunting dogs don’t kill their own
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| Hunting dogs don’t kill their own
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| The pain, the pain, you hunting dog, you
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| Hunting dogs don’t kill their own
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| The pain, the pain, you hunting dog, you |