[Verse 1] Left the salty breezes, on the Atlantic shore, Heard the whispers chasing, wanting something more. Every shadow moved, every rustle of the leaves, They were always coming, for whatever my soul believes. Packed up my last ration, pulled my hat down low, Knew this long hard journey, was the only way to go. [Chorus] Oh, I'm **hunted across this wasteland**, by the sun and by the moon, From the deepest hollows, to the highest, dusty dune. Fighting **Super Mutants**, Raiders with their greed, **Robbers** in the shadows, planting fear like a seed. Even **friends and lovers**, turn their eyes cold and hard, Always battling **everyone**, playing life's last card. [Verse 2] Through the swamps of Louisiana, where the 'gators creep and sigh, Saw their mutated jaws snap, beneath a humid sky. Crossed the scorching deserts, out in Arizona's heat, The distant mountains looming, a bittersweet retreat. Fought my way through forests, where the pine trees moan and groan, Always looking over my shoulder, never truly alone. [Chorus] Oh, I'm **hunted across this wasteland**, by the sun and by the moon, From the deepest hollows, to the highest, dusty dune. Fighting **Super Mutants**, Raiders with their greed, **Robbers** in the shadows, planting fear like a seed. Even **friends and lovers**, turn their eyes cold and hard, Always battling **everyone**, playing life's last card. [Bridge] Used to share a campfire, shared a drink or two, Thought some bonds were stronger, thought some hearts were true. But the hunger changes people, turns the kind to cruel, Makes a desperate soul forget, every precious rule. Lost count of the faces, that turned from friend to foe, In this endless, desperate game, where the hunted always go. [Chorus] Oh, I'm **hunted across this wasteland**, by the sun and by the moon, From the deepest hollows, to the highest, dusty dune. Fighting **Super Mutants**, Raiders with their greed, **Robbers** in the shadows, planting fear like a seed. Even **friends and lovers**, turn their eyes cold and hard, Always battling **everyone**, playing life's last card. [Outro] Yeah, the chase keeps coming, ain't no peaceful end, Just the wind a-howling, and a lonely ghoul, my friend. From shore to distant mountain, no place left to hide, Just the endless wasteland, with the hunt deep inside. [Instrumental Outro] (Haunting harmonica solo fades out with a distant, distorted guitar feedback and the sound of wind)
