Lyrics City Escape - Live - The Dear Hunter
Please,
what
happened
to
the
flame?
(It
burned
down
the
sides)
With
a
fondness
for
cooking
history
Revealing
thoughts
of
Ms.
Terri
In
the
heat
of
the
night
(but
why?)
A
woman
wealthy
of
a
parous
plight
Erased
a
harlots
life
Plagued
by
practical
and
a
mercenary
lust
They
tear
at
her
skin
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
Clawing
at
her
throat
with
a
smell
of
desperate
And
a
lack
of
regret
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
Free,
pardoned
by
the
flame
(It
burned
down
the
sides)
Her
feet
began
to
bleed
between
the
seams
But
she
persisted
to
the
streets
In
the
heat
of
the
night
(but
why?)
The
River
rendered
the
chance
she
surely
needs
to
stay
alive
Plagued
by
practical
and
a
mercenary
lust
They
tear
at
her
skin
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
Clawing
at
her
throat
with
a
smell
of
desperate
And
a
lack
of
regret
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
Oh,
but
her
breath
escapes
her
And
oh,
but
her
pulse
remains
And
oh,
but
her
breath
escapes
her
And
oh,
but
her
pulse
remains
Places,
people,
the
stage
is
set
Places,
people,
the
stage
is
set
Plagued
by
practical
and
a
mercenary
lust
They
tear
at
her
skin
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
Clawing
at
her
throat
with
a
smell
of
desperate
And
a
lack
of
regret
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
Plagued
by
practical
and
a
mercenary
lust
They
tear
at
her
skin
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
Clawing
at
her
throat
with
a
smell
of
desperate
And
a
lack
of
regret
(The
trouble
began,
but
it
never
ended)
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