Hink Hall Songtext

This is the last time I'll put myself through this
I'll put you through this
The same thing that's happened the last couple months,
a reoccuring cycle of bliss.
Though I've seen the obscene of being the same,
I'll sing my praises and hope that one day,
these feelings will just fade, for I am the hunter and you are the prey.
From seeing the good in a free will subject.
Connections won't matter on this day.
The future won't be so sympathetic to my problems.