Day the music died I cried.
The future was so bright.
Never surrendered with fear in my eyes.
Human stories told with a couple friends and a smoke.
Hunting dogs don't k** their own.
Maybe colors fade away,
It's so hard to hide the pain.
This is my generation, so natural to hate.
Never had so much to lose, mid-day coffee blues.
Hunting dogs don't k** their own.
If only I could stop this room from spinning around, I'm so confused.
I wake up, clear my head, remember why I'm in this bed.
It's really hurts to imagine everything so cold.
Hunting dogs don't k** their own.
If only I could stop this room from spinning around, I'm so confused.
I wake up, clear my head, remember why I'm in this bed.
It really hurts to imagine the song you never wrote.
Hunting dogs don't k** their own.
Hunting dogs don't k** their own.
The pain, the pain, you hunting dog, you.
Hunting dogs don't k** their own.
The pain, the pain, you hunting dog, you.