Samson - Hunted Lyrics
I'm the lion, king of the jungle,Following my food home,Hunting around for some real life,Don't want to know where any fool knowsNobody understands me,Don't talk to me I can't see,Youre nailing my brain to a tree,Why can't you just let me be.If I wrote these words on paper,You would strangle them in your hands,Then sail on in your burning boats,Into you promised land