the dear hunter – economics lyrics
your words they tell like teeth through the rotten show
you say the moneys on the table
the moneys on the table
well i don’t think i’ll be able to fetch the cash this time
no this time i think i’ll walk away
then i just might to be able i might be able
think i might be able to respect myself this time
because its part of me its economics
i do it well enough to get by i don’t even have to try
its not my whole life you are buying with every copper coin
no my friend i’m not for sale anymore
no this time i think i’ll walk away
then i just might to be able i might be able
think i might be able to respect myself this time
because its part of me its economics
i do it well enough to get by i don’t even have to try
its not my whole life you are buying with every copper coin
no my friend i’m not for sale anymore
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