Wolves wait at your door
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For your permission
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Slyly you invite them
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On one condition
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They prepare a feast
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From your provisions
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Of root and wild beast
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For you to eat
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Surprise
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They took your money
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And they ate your kids
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And they had their way
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With your wife a little bit
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While you wept on the porch
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With your head in your hands
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Cursing taxes and the government
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'Cause you're a goddamn fool
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You're a goddamn fool
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You're a goddamn fool
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And I love you
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Yeah, I love you
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Look into your eyes
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Your former glory
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Bright and open wide
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Like Easter morning
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How the light has dimmed
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And how the fear of everything
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Is creeping in
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'Cause you're a goddamn fool
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You're a goddamn fool
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You're a goddamn fool
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And I love you
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Yeah, I love you
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Wolves At The Door
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| David Bazan |
