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On the prowl for his prey
Watch him circle as he seeks
For the fill of his void
He won’t find it in his feast
He won’t release
So drop it off little hawk
Gentle on this flesh you found
For the thrill of the catch
Loses power on the ground
What will it take
For you to release
When will you see
When will you
Cause it’s comin for you ready or not
Tie a string around your finger little one
Guess you might as well enjoy what you’ve got
Why can’t you
Cause it’s coming for you ready or not
Tie a string around your finger little one
Bite the bullet
This could be your last shot
Look he’s got what he wants
Hides the burden in his wings
Weighted flight, baited breath
Haunted by the bones he brings
When will he see
So come again little hawk
If it’s this that you decide
That you hunt not for sport
I’ll be waiting come inside
What will it take
For you to release
When will you see
When will you
Cause it’s comin for you ready or not
Tie a string around your finger little one
Guess you might as well enjoy what you’ve got
Why can’t you
Cause it’s coming for you ready or not
Tie a string around your finger little one
Bite the bullet
This could be your last shot
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