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Hunter​/​Gatherer

from Prisoners Of The Flock by The Weight

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Back when every day was like winter
And I was silent and still until the heart had froze
The very air I breathed was a common concern
For health I dealt with times that saw most stir
Not so long ago I was like you
Lift the veil for a chance to see
My mind is gone so take what’s left of me
Courting ghosts like transparency
An empty glance eluding you and me
Not so long ago I was like you
All this time with inability to cope
With all buried dreams and a harboured hope
I don’t think that there is much to gain
Naming things, I know, should not be named
Close this heart and cut out my tongue
Because love isn’t love if you don’t hurt someone
I don’t think there is much to gain
Naming things that should not be named
There’s nothing left to concern yourself with
When it comes on like a loaded gun
The answer
It you calls you in
Stirring
Inside
Vicious
In nature
And haemorrhage
At the sight
And call me anything
Anything but normal
To never be alone

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from Prisoners Of The Flock, released November 9, 2012

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The Weight Adelaide, Australia

Metal / Hardcore band from Adelaide SA forming in 2009.

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