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Hey there, my hunter What’s it like near Kansas City Just a couple states away I can’t be with you, it’s a pity I hit the road Out fighting demons, kill ‘em all Got to reload Hey there, my angel Don’t you worry about the monsters We’re right here to get you through this They won’t get us here in Lawrence But just in case Go get the salt, cover your trace To save this place Ooh, come on, go hunt with me Ooh, come on, go hunt with me Ooh, come on, go hunt with me Ooh, come on, go hunt with me Come hunt with me Hey there, my brother What you doin’ by that bookshelf Get your ass in the Impala The

-READ DESCRIPTION!- Knives, rock salt and holy water bottles Just what you'd expect inside her battered leather handbag Fire of romance turned dreams into an empire Self-trained sorceress, now she rocks with the Winchesters Survival of the fittest, the road is ours until the fall We're family and friendship bound And we do feel like fighters who we are We are the dark Americana Fight is our marijuana Blasting metal and Nirvana We are the dark Americana Boy named Dean, some say he is just like his father And he can fully love somebody's daughter Nephilim loved more than just a girl So he vowed to be her husband at the altar Survival of t