Howl

Cut myself from your wire
No remorse for a liar
I'm giving birth to the fire but
Why does the world feel so
So cold

It's like I said
No one bows to the one that's free
So I bite my tongue and pray
For the wolves to come and get me

Howl

We all live under black skies
The odds are in our favor, but the fault's in our design
The fault's in our design

Cut myself from your wire
No remorse for a liar
I'm giving birth to the fire but
Why does the world feel so

I'm not a savior
I'm not a dog that begs for water
I don't follow rivers I
Don't pray to the altar

Howl

I'm not like them
I laugh when it burns my skin
And most of everything
I fear a shallow end

I'm not like them
I laugh when it burns my skin
And most of everything
I fear a shallow end

We all live under black skies
The odds are in our favor, but the fault's in our design
The fault's in our design

Cut myself from your wire



Credits
Writer(s): Laura Gierl
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