Hunter
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We hold on to memories, you hold on to time
But something is stealing me right out of your mind
You chose your enemies, you chose your friends
Wasted, wasted, wasted again.
You hang on to what you were, you hang on to dreams
But something is pulling me apart at the seams
You cling to the wreckage but you can't pretend
Wasted, wasted, wasted and then
You get wasted, wasted, wasted again.
I don't want to be the one to worry you
And I don't want to be the one to carry you
And I don't want to be the one to bury you
'Cause you're wasted, wasted away.
You're fresh out of something that you still hold, dear
You are fresh out of alibis and you're fresh out of tears
Only one thing that bothers me, I hate it when
You get wasted, wasted, wasted again.
I ain't gonna be the one that ferries you
And I ain't gonna be the one that marries you
And I sure don't want to be the one to bury you
Wasted, wasted.
We all got our weaknesses and we all make mistakes
And we all got those habits that are so hard to break
I hate to see your gift flushed down the drain
Wasted, wasted, wasted and then
You get wasted, wasted, wasted again.
Wasted, wasted, wasted again.
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