The Wolf Songtext
von Simple Creatures
The Wolf Songtext
I know I′m not supposed to stare into the sun
But I just like the way that it burns
I fall asleep, keep having dreams that I'm still dreaming about you (about you)
And, you keep telling me I′m bad for me and worse for the world
You keep telling me I'm bad for me (I'm bad)
You keep telling me I′m bad for me and worse for the world
You keep telling me I′m bad for me (I'm bad)
Maybe I′m just the sheep you count in your head
I want to feed the monster under your bed (your bed)
My teeth are sharpest when I tear out the truth
Am I the boy who cried or am I the wolf (yeah)
You got me wrapped around an angry middle finger
And you pull me apart from inside
I get caught up between the beatings of your heart and say nothing (nothing)
And nothing is ever good enough for
You keep telling me I'm bad for me and worse for the world
You keep telling me I′m bad for me (I'm bad)
But I keep sipping on the poison that you slipped in my drink
Can′t help feeling like it's poetry (poetry)
Maybe I'm just the sheep you count in your head
I′m here to feed the monster under your bed
My teeth are sharpest when I tear out the truth
Am I the boy who cried or am I the wolf
I′ll fall asleep keep having dr-
But I just like the way that it burns
I fall asleep, keep having dreams that I'm still dreaming about you (about you)
And, you keep telling me I′m bad for me and worse for the world
You keep telling me I'm bad for me (I'm bad)
You keep telling me I′m bad for me and worse for the world
You keep telling me I′m bad for me (I'm bad)
Maybe I′m just the sheep you count in your head
I want to feed the monster under your bed (your bed)
My teeth are sharpest when I tear out the truth
Am I the boy who cried or am I the wolf (yeah)
You got me wrapped around an angry middle finger
And you pull me apart from inside
I get caught up between the beatings of your heart and say nothing (nothing)
And nothing is ever good enough for
You keep telling me I'm bad for me and worse for the world
You keep telling me I′m bad for me (I'm bad)
But I keep sipping on the poison that you slipped in my drink
Can′t help feeling like it's poetry (poetry)
Maybe I'm just the sheep you count in your head
I′m here to feed the monster under your bed
My teeth are sharpest when I tear out the truth
Am I the boy who cried or am I the wolf
I′ll fall asleep keep having dr-
Writer(s): Mark Hoppus, Alex Gaskarth, Zakk Cervini Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com