Wolves In Full Moon

"To best friends and brothers..." Speed demons, derailed Monsters of touch More prudent, more potent, more…much to the dismay of a boogeyman betrayed My heart sank when I found out about you And I even died a little more than I usually do You leveled the playing field you level headed freak When you caused me to suppress the rage It made me die a little I’m flattered by your insolence You’re cowardice and weak Each time you open your mouth to speak You make me die a little I trusted the lies you spat Swallowed the venom spawned From the fooler of fools Oh fool hearty one, you poisoned me And made me die a little Crown chopper, flatten my head I’ll help pull the trigger, leave me for dead End this lost crusade though it makes me cry a little I will never be on the wrong side again