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if travel is searchingand home has been foundi'm not stoppingi'm going huntingi'm the hunteri'll bring back the goodsbut i don't know whenthought i could organise freedomhow Scandinavian of meyou sussed it out, didn't you?you could smell itso you left me on my ownto complete the missionnow i'm leaving it all behindi'm going huntingi'm the hunter .....(you just didn't know me!)(you just didn't know me)
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