The Dear Hunter
Echo - orange
Swinging back and forth
Drunk looking for more
Pressing my tongue to my teeth
No sound
Skin begin to crawl
Stomachs start to fall
Feeling my lungs begin pace
And blood begin to run
Echo a name in the night
Bodies a lone battle cry
Are we in love or did we cross the line
Maybe we're passing time one on one
One on one
No no no no no no no
Echo a name in the night
Bodies a lone battle cry
Are we in love or did we cross the line
Maybe we're passing time one on one
One on one