City Escape
- The Dear Hunter (2006)You are listening to the song City Escape by The Dear Hunter, writer by The Dear Hunter in album Act I: The Lake South, the River North. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.
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Lyrics
Please, what happened to the flame?
(It burned down the sides)
With a fondness for cooking history, revealling thoughts of mystery
In the heat of the night, a woman wealthy of a parous plight erased a harlot's life.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
Clawing at her thoat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
Free, pardoned by the flame
(That burned down the sides)
Her feet began to bleed between the seams, but she persisted to the streets
In the heat of the night, the river rendered the chance she surely needs to stay alive.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
Clawing at her thoat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
Oh, but her breath escapes her
Oh, but the pulse remains
Oh, but her breath escapes her
Oh, but her pulse remains.
Places, people, the stage is set
Places, people, the stage is set.
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
Clawing at her thoat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
Plagued by practical and a mercenary lust, they tear at her skin!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
Clawing at her thoat with a smell of desperate and a lack of regret!
(The trouble began, but it never ended)
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