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No loops on this one. I played the guitar and all the other instruments I did on my keyboard.
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Lyrics
HUNTER
Stacey K. Black
and when i said good bye
i knew it would be forever
i did not even think twice
when i hit the trap door
and when i heard you cry
all the way down to the water
you sounded like a little lamb
being led to slaughter
CHORUS
i've got a habit of causing pain
is there some kind of short circuit in my brain?
you bring out the hunter in me
but i'm humane so i'll set you free
even though you clawed your way up
to the surface i would not see you
as anything other thing
than yesterday's fool
you stood there and looked at me
with an aching heart and eyes of glass
i could not bear to need you
so i just kicked your ass
CHORUS
i've got a knack for causing pain
is there some kind of short circuit in my brain?
you bring out the hunter in me
but i'm humane so i'll set you free
BRIDGE
bada la la
sometimes the hunter lives by hunger alone
and cannot see the prey for what its worth
sometimes the hunter has no flesh and no bone
a heart of stone no hearth no home
Stacey K. Black
and when i said good bye
i knew it would be forever
i did not even think twice
when i hit the trap door
and when i heard you cry
all the way down to the water
you sounded like a little lamb
being led to slaughter
CHORUS
i've got a habit of causing pain
is there some kind of short circuit in my brain?
you bring out the hunter in me
but i'm humane so i'll set you free
even though you clawed your way up
to the surface i would not see you
as anything other thing
than yesterday's fool
you stood there and looked at me
with an aching heart and eyes of glass
i could not bear to need you
so i just kicked your ass
CHORUS
i've got a knack for causing pain
is there some kind of short circuit in my brain?
you bring out the hunter in me
but i'm humane so i'll set you free
BRIDGE
bada la la
sometimes the hunter lives by hunger alone
and cannot see the prey for what its worth
sometimes the hunter has no flesh and no bone
a heart of stone no hearth no home
















J.A.Stewart
*Ouch* ... there's no real sport in just breaking hearts.
Welcome back, Stacey. On hiatus again?
This IS a provocative lyric and you've sung it well --- as usual.
Nice effort on playing the guitar part, but it falls in and out of rhythm at
times during the difficult shuffle parts. You might fare better letting the
bongos carry those parts and just play some dramatic guitar strums over
them. ;-) --- Joe