[Verse]

It's a feast for crows

It's wearing wolfs skin

Without ever taking it off the wolf

It was always your skin

The skin you're born in

But you tried to hide inside the wool that wrapped around your eyes to hide

Yourself from yourself

It's small feathers and small flowers gathered on the ground

It's the moon and how it changes you when the big fall comes around

It's wearing jeans until you can't see how they are faded anymore. “Cause you outta know

You ain't welcome here.”

Barbwire might roll up your legs

And pinch your skin and scratch your face: and that might be how you feel

Every single day

It's a sliver in your skin:

A mark you can't begin to understand, something you did yourself

To please somebody else

Sometimes it's better to trust

The devil that you don't know

Than go with the devil you do. Sometimes it's ok to scream

“I don't want you anywhere near me!” for any reason!

When You figure out when all your dreams werent real

And everybody knew, and no one told you....