Casper

Hunting days are now a shame

To see somebody ambition to me

Roots your hair

Keep me on my mean star

There's a chance

Wait for a friend

They say are your feet

Far great to the bombs

No one and on my own

Dream away

Keep me on my mean stone

There's my chance

I hide away

Got the attitude

Host it on my back door

Got the attitude

Host it on my back door