I bARREL oF A gUN I

Don't Look Back

I hide myself.
Leave no trace in this cold dawn.
Come for me in this lost hour.
This is a game too far.
DonÆt look back at the closed door.
I feel the heat.
The game is here.
I feel it like nothing else now.
I hear you call in this cold dawn.
I know you're near in this lost hour.