was it drugs or a stroke no one can tell she was a slow speaker but she used to work as well i need a couple of drinks she limped to the bar what do you think sir she showed him the scars this pain has to go when you re in this place i ll be in the corner don t remember my faith we re all hunted by the night driven by our obsessions just before the sight we re all together for the sunrise confessions every step defines stilettos on wood the whole night in her eyes lips red from blood now tell me baby where have you been we re all in it together we ve all seen what we ve seen we re all hunted by the night driven by our obsessions just before the sight we re all together for the sunrise confessions you keep hunting me we re all hunted by the night driven by our obsessions just before the sight we re all together for the sunrise confessions