I don't sleep that well most nights
Find me howling at the moon instead
Hairs bristle at the back of my neck
At the scent of the midnight air
Something's changed inside of me
Corrupted me down to my core
Darkness takes over me
And then I am no more
Hunger cuts through my bones
And the wind carries your scent
I want to wrap myself in your entrails
Sink my teeth in your neck
I flash you a smile
And you crawl right into my lap
"Well all the better to eat you, my dear"
You've fallen right into my trap
I'd hide myself in the clothes of a sheep
(Sneak into your house)
But the wool is bursting at the seams
(Climb in through your window)
So I run into the shadows to hide
(Tear the place apart)
Close my eyes and pray for morning
(And leave before you find me)
Call off your hunters, find a safe place to hide
When the clock strikes midnight, I'll be dead inside
Lock up your husbands, and protect your sons
Cause they won't be the same, when I'm done
Don't get too close to me
I'll rip your heart out with my bare hands
Don't even get anywhere near me
I've become the monster I never wanted to be.
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