Dear Hunter - Economics lyrics

rate me

Your words they tell like teeth through the rotten show

You say the moneys on the table

The moneys on the table

Well I don't think I'll be able to fetch the cash this time

No this time I think I'll walk away

Then I just might to be able I might be able

Think I might be able to respect myself this time

Because its part of me its economics

I do it well enough to get by I don't even have to try

Its not my whole life you are buying with every copper coin

No my friend I'm not for sale anymore

No this time I think I'll walk away

Then I just might to be able I might be able

Think I might be able to respect myself this time

Because its part of me its economics

I do it well enough to get by I don't even have to try

Its not my whole life you are buying with every copper coin

No my friend I'm not for sale anymore