The Hunter - Gary Numan

I’m in a big clean room

There’s blood on my shirt

I’m in bad shape from the crash

Now I know it’s all over

Now I know it’s all over you

Something’s wrong.

Now I know it’s all over

Now I know the hunter’s you

Oh you have the face

But I have the pictures

A secondhand love in a dying machine

This game turns me cold

I could show you some things

A child with a ghost in her eyes cries for me We break out

And we break out hungry

We’re looking for the priest

And we’re looking for you

I can’t believe the noise

There’s nothing I can do We’ll never get out of here alive

Something’s wrong

I can’t believe it.