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WolvesIn the morningI'll be waking I'll be rising with the sun I'll be gearing for the road To leave this world And run I'm no longer speaking 'Cause the perfect words I always lacked In the morning I'll be running And never coming back I'm not waiting For the wolves to take my body I'm not waiting for the wolves I'm not waiting For the wolves to rip my heart out I'm not waiting for the wolves In the evening I'll be resting Warmed by the autumn harvest moon I'll be curing My disease 'Cause to you I'm now immune Searching For a reason 'Cause one never did appear In the evening I'll be resting Dreaming of another year I'm not waiting For the wolves to take my body I'm not waiting for the wolves I'm not waiting For the wolves to rip my heart out I'm not waiting for the wolves |