Wolf

They say that if we carry the weight of the world together — our muscles can’t
be strained
Today I’d rather be crushed beneath the earth than ask someone to stay with me
Doctor, Doctor — I’m not right, help me to get my shit together
Please don’t change my pills again, this season might get better
I’ll choke each capsule down till hatred becomes dull
My world goes dull
It will sharpen every time I wake up, quiet and alone
Wait for me, wait for me — I think I may get happy again
Pray for me, pray for me — I think I may get better again
I enjoy everything and I enjoy the birds I watch, they keep me company cause I
don’t always have a lot
Wait for me, wait for me — I hope to God I’m happy again
We used to pass every day outside, talking and watching birds
But I swear every one of them flew away the day the overdose took her
Doctor, Doctor — It’s so quiet — how do I make them sing again?
Lately cigars and TV reruns have been my only friends
Each day I face the choice of Nicotine or bread
I must be fed
They will claim my spending money, either way, till my life ends
Wait for me, wait for me — I think I may get happy again
Pray for me, pray for me — I think I may get better again
I enjoy everything and I enjoy the birds I watch, they keep me company cause I
don’t always have a lot
Wait for me, wait for me — I hope to God I get happy again
I have no emergency contact, I have no country’s respect
I have just 15 minutes to talk about my favorite symptoms
Wait for me, wait for me — I think I may get happy again
Pray for me, pray for me — I think I may get better again
I enjoy everything and I enjoy the birds I watch, they keep me company cause I
don’t always have a lot
Wait for me, wait for me — I hope to God I get happy again
I enjoy everything and I enjoy the birds I watch