Young and locked and loaded
Skills in tracking you have honed
The meadow is a dance floor
The call of the wild is Patron
Be sure to line up every shot
And Hope to take one home
Another stuffed and mounted
But you're still camping all alone
Did you expect a trophy
For rejecting loves embrace
Did you expect affection
From the people you replaced
Did you expect to find some comfort
When your heart is empty space
The brag is for your friends
To see how well you've killed
The sheets there to remember
All the tags that you have filled
Now in the cold of morning
There's no one by your side
Your belly may be full
But your soul is dead inside
Did you expect a trophy
For rejecting loves embrace
Did you expect affection
From the people you replaced
Did you expect to find some comfort
When your heart is empty space
Now the game knows you well
Your reputation walks before
They hear you coming from a mile
Soon there's no targets anymore
And then you finally realize
Standing old and in the mist
That the real and honest prize
Is the one that you have missed
Did you expect a trophy
For rejecting loves embrace
Did you expect affection
From the people you replaced
Did you expect to find some comfort
When your heart is empty space
Did you expect a trophy
For rejecting loves embrace
Did you expect affection
From the people you replaced
Did you expect to find some comfort
When your heart is empty space
In the end you're the haunted one
Begging for some grace
I hope you find some comfort
When your heart is empty space
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