You go for games
You call my name and turn away
I never know
Which way you blow
You shed no light and it's hard
Take a walk in the dark
I make a play
You hide away and then you stay
You say it's rough
You've had enough
You're taking off out that door
Then you come back for more
Tracks of the thing you do
I got my sights on you
I call you out
Without a doubt
Shot in the dark
Straight to your heart
Shot in the dark
You can't survive
Shot in the dark
Run to the light
Tracks of the thing you do
I got my sights on you
I call you out
Without a doubt

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