through the streets we run with bruised knees
the kids come home before it's dark
with fake bullets and plastic guns
and that's how we begun
hunting for the sun
hunting for the sun
hunting
off the beat we run
hunting for the sun
through the dark we run with flashlights
temptation drives us to search for delusion
where pillows are soft and we live in a game
although we change we still stay the same
only toy guns are aimed and the kids are safe
off the beat we run - running till it's gone
hunting for the sun
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