Texty písní The Dear Hunter

The Dear Hunter

King of Swords (Reversed)

Gears turning that no wrench can attack

Consideration

Or pause had their time come and pass

No gloves bet you can't get enough

Make a fine parade so the public sways in your wake

I just thought that I would go

Till the money's gone

I never wanted to fake it

Now I can't stop till everyone

Who ever done me wrong

Knows I’m not willing to take it

Boy, you've got a Hard time

Bring yourself to glory

I never wanted my name up in bright lights

But I think that I might be there soon

I owe it all to you (I owe it all to you)

I was never Looking for fame or the limelight

But I think that I might be there soon

I owe it all To you

No one ever told me what it meant to be alone

I had to learn on my lonesome

Now every feigning flame I chance upon

I put the fire on

I keep my wheels in motion

Boy, you've had a hard time

Bring yourself to glory

I never wanted my name up in Bright lights

But I think that I might be there soon

I owe it all to you (I owe it all to you)

I was never looking for fame or the limelight

But I think that I might be there Soon

I owe it all to you

Boy you've had a hard time

Bring yourself to glory

You've had a hard time

Bring yourself to glory

You've had a hard time

Bring yourself to Glory

And here's those spoils of war that you asked for

I never wanted my name up in bright lights

But I think that I might be there soon

I owe it all to you (I owe it all to you)

I was never looking for fame or the limelight

But I think that I might be there soon

I owe it all to you