Samson - Hunted lyrics

I am the lion, king of the jungle,
Following my food home,
Hunting around for some real life,
Don´t wanna know where any fool knows

Nobody understands me,
Don´t talk to me I cannot see,
You‘re nailing my brain to a tree,
Why can´t you just let me be.

If I wrote these words on paper,
You´d strangle them in your hands,
Then sail on in your burning boats,
Into you promised land.


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