if travel is searching and home has been found i’m not stopping i’m going hunting i’m the hunter i’ll bring back the goods but i don’t know when thought that i could organise freedom how neurotic of me it bursts into chaos but you sussed that out, didn’t you? you could smell it so you left me on my own to complete the mission now i’m leaving it all behind i’m going hunting i’m the hunter… (you just didn’t know me!) (you just didn’t know me!)