Hunting

I said what I said to feel the collision
We hunt down our new friends
Which makes me feel nothing
Standing here
And you, and you
And I keep standing here
And you
Who’s out there with you
Waiting and waiting and waiting
I said what I said to feel the collision
Our ghosts like white sheets
Hanging in the tall trees
Our bodies found floating
Twist tied at the feet
Who’s out there with you
Waiting and waiting and waiting