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Hunters & Collectors

Panic in the Shade

Wake up in a frenzy

Tryin' to make your way to the river's edge

Drowning in your own adrenalin

The lunatic is on the ledge

Stricken by recollection…

While the guests are still asleep

Talkin' to yourself in the dead of night

Where the river of your mind runs deep

You been livin' in a golden age

It was the last thing you expected

Ya took ya sanity for granted

Now it lies tragically neglected.

Your emptiness is catching

Any half-arsed fool can see

So I wouldn't bother bringin'

All ya your misery back

Why don't you let it be?

Welcome to your past life

And your memory comes around

Don't wanna touch that demon flower

Leave it buried in the ground

When the ghost gets in your eyes.

Don't you know

If you ever let that kinda flower grow

Panic in the shade

The assassin in your mind

Has got it made

Psychotic emotion

There's no control that I can see.

Paranoia is a powerful bloom

But it's a waste of energy

Trying to erase the silence

Ever since your rhythm got blown away

Crawlin' through the wreckage of your rendering room

To meet your hidden-half way

Welcome to your past life

And your memory comes around

Don't wanna touch that demon flower

Leave it buried in the ground

When the ghost gets in your eyes.

Don't you know

If you ever let that kinda flower grow

Panic in the shade

The assassin in your mind

Has got it made

Do it again

Don't you know

If you ever let that kinda flower grow

Panic in the shade

The assassin in your mind

Has got it made