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In Too Deep

S Club 7

Seeing Double [UK Bonus Track]

2002

Can't help the way I'm feeling
(In too deep, too deep, although)
I'm trying not to let it show
(In too deep, I can't let you go)

I wait to find you by my

the mountains on the trail
Of a killer who went out west
Closely followed by the best
Bounty hunters In the state
From shadows they emerge
An endless chase
If you

It started way back in third grade

I used to sit beside Emilou Hayes

A pink dress, a matching bow in her ponytail

She kissed me on the schoolbus

like hide I'm a hunter hunting on these hoes catch her bloody give a fuck bitch  it can get down tho hoe pussy nigga get down low they shooting in

feelin's to life
I kept in the coffin
Buried deep in the dead space between my ears
Rememberin' old faces and friends I
Haven't seen in years
Feel like loss

Born Again

Black Sabbath

Born Again

1983

As you look through my window
Deep into my room
At the tapestries all faded
Their vague and distant glories
Concealed in the gloom
The icy

the bottom of the ocean

Like Shelly Winters in 'The night of the hunter'

My hair billowing, being kissed by the fishes, Sushi for Shabu

If fishes were

billed a hired bounty hunter
To make the most and, you know, stick around
Cause like a beef in the night
I'm damn sure go'n skip town
But who could blame

Can't Stop, Won't Stop

Bloods & Crips

Bangin' on Wax, Vol. 2: The Saga Continues

1994

Can't stop, won't stop
Can't stop, won't stop
Can't stop, won't stop
see-K till my motherfuckin' casket drops

[LIL' HAWK]
Blood in, blood out

Pick up the scent and set my sights
Follow the trail into the night
You be the prey, I'll play along
And sing to you my hunter's song
Oh, whoa
Nose

on a roll
SRT I been all on the road
Had some nights it was cold
Have to grind
Know I live by the code
Now I’m in my mode
Sinatra getting bigger he bought

the castle gate
One more time I'll fulfill my fate
Called by a voice which I can't ignore
Enticing sounds and twists of the tongue
A vampire hunter without

silent fragile days

Inside this room there is no light
Hunter trapped in time
I'll wait for you
Until the walls break down

As we're running away from

don't do shit
Gotta get back in the stu, gotta make it
Watch me when I make it, break the matrix
Watch me get a motherfucking house by the forest with all

can in life since I was running round in diapers
I like loud music to bounce to
And late-night trips to Woodman’s
Frozen pizza with the homies

more in store
This time, today cause tomorrow has its own concerns
I hunter i'm not the bait- my focus blazed a trail, yet learned
Deep breaths, I am

Grimland Domain

Borknagar

The Olden Domain

the plains so eternally white
Bright, in spite of even the night
To be where the eagles fly
With a haughty hunters eye

Feel the kiss of the silver draped

surround me
Haunted by the dead of night
I feel, suddenly I'm changing
Shift under the pale moonlight

You can't know what it's like
To change so quickly

kind
This is the path that I've chosen
A hunter of hunters maligned

By the blade of pity be purified
I slit the throats of former allies
Every

Demented motherfucker, slit my wrists and now it's winter
Don't give a shit, blood ripper, still a demon hunter
Stuck in a blank stare, what the fuck

You stand with your hand on your waist line
It's a scene and we're out here in plain sight
I can hear them whisper as we pass by
It's a bad sign,

Another week night, semi-tipsy deep sigh, staring as I scroll by fakers on my screen
I'm torn between sleep deprived or getting lightly lit like

Feasting in the catacombs when darkness descends
Sounds of deep and viscid voices from crypts beneath the temple
Blasphemous rites were solemnized in

In the deep forest clearing Beside their dear brother The men were all kneeling Beside one another
I had not their strength But was struck by