There's no going anywhere when they have got your throat.
Wolves are feeding every hour, they eat so fast they choke
And you're next.

And you're so goddamn pretty
They just might spare your face.

But I wouldn't count on it so just run, run, run, RUN.

There's no going anywhere when they have got your throat.
Wolves are eating every hour, they eat so fast they choke.


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