The Hunter
Shy Lyrics


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Stranded on the freeway
Waiting for a ride
The car pulls up beside her
He smiles, she gets inside
But he's not going her way
As they drive into the night
As they pull into a lot by
Something is not right

Mama's getting worried
It's getting very late
The other side of midnight
She should've been home by eight
And in the early morning
All the headlines read the same
Just another helpless victim
As the killer strikes again

And the hunter becomes the hunted
Now the hunter, the hunter's on the run
For the hunter, the chase has just begun

Daylight hours are over
As she walks across the park
A school clock strikes the hour
As she hurries through the dark
Footsteps in the shadows
Slowly echo all around
With a sudden flash of steel
She stumbles to the ground

And the hunter becomes the hunted
Now the hunter, the hunter's on the run
For the hunter, the chase has just begun

This world's caught up in the madness
Is there no end to the sadness
No escape, no escape
Another night, another life
Break the rules and pay the price
But it's too late

So she takes a short cut
Through the alleys all alone
Now the party's over
She's making tracks for home
Should've took the warning
Should've gone home with her friends
Just another life on the edge of a knife
The story never ends

And the hunter becomes the hunted
Now the hunter, the hunter's on the run
For the hunter, the chase has just begun

And the hunter becomes the hunted




Now the hunter, the hunter's on the run
For the hunter, the chase has just begun

Overall Meaning

The song "The Hunter" by Shy tells the haunting story of a woman who becomes the victim of a serial killer. The song starts off with the woman stranded on the freeway waiting for a ride, and the car that pulls up isn't going her way. As they drive into the night, something feels off, and when they pull into a lot, it becomes apparent that the driver is not who he seems to be. The woman doesn't make it home that night, and her mother becomes worried when she's not there by eight. The next morning, she's found dead, and the killer is on the loose.


The second verse is a continuation of the tragedy that has befallen the woman. She's walking across the park, and it's late at night. Suddenly she hears footsteps, but it's too late. The killer strikes, and the woman falls to the ground. The chorus repeats, emphasizing the terror of the moment.


The final verse takes a different turn, focusing instead on the world around us. It's a dangerous place, filled with madness and sadness, and there seems to be no escape from it. The song ends with the haunting repetition of the chorus, as the hunter becomes the hunted, and the killer is finally on the run.


Overall, "The Hunter" is a powerful and emotional song that tells a story that unfortunately happens too often in our world. It reminds us to be careful and aware of our surroundings, especially when we're alone at night.


Line by Line Meaning

Stranded on the freeway
She's stuck in a place where she cannot move forward nor go back.


Waiting for a ride
She's in desperate need of someone to give her a ride.


The car pulls up beside her
A car appeared by her side, offering help.


He smiles, she gets inside
She thinks this is the solution to her problem and accepts the offer.


But he's not going her way
The driver turns out to be someone different than she thought, and he's not taking her to her destination.


As they drive into the night
They left the main roads and are now deep into the dark.


As they pull into a lot by
They arrived at some shady place or district.


Something is not right
She realizes that she's in trouble and feels uneasy.


Mama's getting worried
Someone cares for her and is concerned about her welfare.


It's getting very late
Time is passing by, and she's not yet home.


The other side of midnight
It's long past the typical hour she's supposed to be home.


She should've been home by eight
She's expected to be somewhere, but she's not there yet.


And in the early morning
Time has passed, and it's now closer to the next day.


All the headlines read the same
Tragedy occurred again, and it's been all over the news.


Just another helpless victim
She's become part of the statistics, another name on a long list of victims.


As the killer strikes again
Someone is out there hunting for prey.


And the hunter becomes the hunted
The tables have turned, and the one once chasing has now become the target.


Now the hunter, the hunter's on the run
The one who used to be in control is now panicking and fleeing.


For the hunter, the chase has just begun
The prey has responded, and the game of cat and mouse is now in motion.


Daylight hours are over
She's alone, and it's not safe anymore.


As she walks across the park
She's going through a dangerous area where anything can happen.


A school clock strikes the hour
Time is ticking, reminding her of her obligations and how late it is.


As she hurries through the dark
She's making a run for it.


Footsteps in the shadows
Someone is following her, lurking in the darkness.


Slowly echo all around
The sound is getting louder and makes her anxious.


With a sudden flash of steel
Her pursuer shows his weapon, and she knows what's coming.


She stumbles to the ground
She's powerless and falls to the mercy of her attacker.


This world's caught up in the madness
The world is a place where danger lurks everywhere, and sanity is out of control.


Is there no end to the sadness
It seems like grief and tragedy are never-ending.


No escape, no escape
There's no way out, and nowhere is safe.


Another night, another life
Another day, another tragedy - a cycle that never ends.


Break the rules and pay the price
Consequences come with every action, and some of them are severe.


But it's too late
Regret comes too late, and the damage is already done.


So she takes a shortcut
She takes the easiest way home, but it's also the most dangerous.


Through the alleys all alone
Going through deserted streets, where no one can hear her scream.


Now the party's over
Her night has come to an end.


She's making tracks for home
She's trying to get home as fast as she can.


Should've took the warning
She should have listened to her instincts and stayed away from danger.


Should've gone home with her friends
She shouldn't have left her companions, who could have watched out for her.


Just another life on the edge of a knife
Life is unpredictable and hazardous, and everything is possible, even the worst of scenarios.


The story never ends
This is not a fairy tale with a happy ending; life goes on, and things like this will continue to happen.




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RossBayCult

I heard this on ‘Metal Invasion Radio’ on TuneIn Radio App and I’ve been hooked since.

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