| Song | Hunter |
| Artist | Morgan James |
| Album | Hunter |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| If you see me riding past the open lane | |
| Better make your way or get a dose of pain | |
| So sweet | |
| Turn your sugar to salt | |
| I’m a cold blood killer with a taste for | |
| Valleys | |
| That can quench the thirsty in the | |
| Darkened alleys | |
| So cold | |
| Turn your fire to ice | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I’m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you down | |
| If you feel me creeping round | |
| Your cellar door | |
| Better make it ready for me on the floor | |
| I might turn your day to night | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I’m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you | |
| Down, down, down, down, down | |
| (I will hunt you down) | |
| If you see me leaving out the road behind | |
| You better just forget you ever crossed my mind, | |
| My dear | |
| Turn your hope to fear | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I’m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you down |
| If you see me riding past the open lane | |
| Better make your way or get a dose of pain | |
| So sweet | |
| Turn your sugar to salt | |
| I' m a cold blood killer with a taste for | |
| Valleys | |
| That can quench the thirsty in the | |
| Darkened alleys | |
| So cold | |
| Turn your fire to ice | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I' m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you down | |
| If you feel me creeping round | |
| Your cellar door | |
| Better make it ready for me on the floor | |
| I might turn your day to night | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I' m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you | |
| Down, down, down, down, down | |
| I will hunt you down | |
| If you see me leaving out the road behind | |
| You better just forget you ever crossed my mind, | |
| My dear | |
| Turn your hope to fear | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I' m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you down |
| If you see me riding past the open lane | |
| Better make your way or get a dose of pain | |
| So sweet | |
| Turn your sugar to salt | |
| I' m a cold blood killer with a taste for | |
| Valleys | |
| That can quench the thirsty in the | |
| Darkened alleys | |
| So cold | |
| Turn your fire to ice | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I' m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you down | |
| If you feel me creeping round | |
| Your cellar door | |
| Better make it ready for me on the floor | |
| I might turn your day to night | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I' m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you | |
| Down, down, down, down, down | |
| I will hunt you down | |
| If you see me leaving out the road behind | |
| You better just forget you ever crossed my mind, | |
| My dear | |
| Turn your hope to fear | |
| Cause if I set my sights upon you, | |
| No you will not hear a sound | |
| You will fall when I am ready | |
| Cause I' m a hunter | |
| And I will hunt you down |