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Strange Her - Hunting for Cortman Lyrics



Strange Her - Hunting for Cortman Lyrics




Like siphoning gasoline
I'll take anything of yours I need
You don't seem to have a need to drive much any more
One day I swear I'm gonna soundproof all these walls
Maybe that'll finally drowned out your calls
Then watch as you silently scream at the door
(If I die this blood is yours)

I'll search the streets, look in every home
If I find you asleep, before the sun goes down
There's a wooden stake that's got your name

And I wear it around my neck
Like a Sunday morning cross
It reminds me why I'm here, and they're not

You're the shadow looming over my house every evening
But it's the past that haunts the walls of this broken home
And even though you're part of the nightmare I'm repeating
There's a part of me that'll miss it when you're gone
You're already gone

There's a claustrophobic sense I get
But it's not the size of the room
Or the whispers in my head
It's the never ending loop
Of falling in and out of sleep
With drinks designed to dull
Another jagged edge of my sobriety

I'll search the streets, look in every home
If I find you asleep, before the sun goes down
Could I do what I know must be done
And drag your body out into the sun
What nerve you have to call my name
Night after night you're all the same
You can talk but your just as dead to me
May the mercy of my actions give you peace
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Like siphoning gasoline
I'll take anything of yours I need
You don't seem to have a need to drive much any more
One day I swear I'm gonna soundproof all these walls
Maybe that'll finally drowned out your calls
Then watch as you silently scream at the door
(If I die this blood is yours)

I'll search the streets, look in every home
If I find you asleep, before the sun goes down
There's a wooden stake that's got your name

And I wear it around my neck
Like a Sunday morning cross
It reminds me why I'm here, and they're not

You're the shadow looming over my house every evening
But it's the past that haunts the walls of this broken home
And even though you're part of the nightmare I'm repeating
There's a part of me that'll miss it when you're gone
You're already gone

There's a claustrophobic sense I get
But it's not the size of the room
Or the whispers in my head
It's the never ending loop
Of falling in and out of sleep
With drinks designed to dull
Another jagged edge of my sobriety

I'll search the streets, look in every home
If I find you asleep, before the sun goes down
Could I do what I know must be done
And drag your body out into the sun
What nerve you have to call my name
Night after night you're all the same
You can talk but your just as dead to me
May the mercy of my actions give you peace
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Writer: Marshall Meeker, Stephen Thompson, Timothy Adkison
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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