Magnolia Sons
Wolf in Sheep's Clothing
Pack my bags, I'm going to see youIn my hands and making a stanceWhile I black out the walls insteadAnd I see through youYou call my nameTake my placeI've been thereAnd you'll be a wasteYou said your love for meWas just a makeshit pile of dreamsIt's like living in a holeAnd no one caresIt's like footsteps on the groundWithout your feetThe ghosts you hold, dearStill lingers herePack my bags, I'm taking you with meEverything was perfect you saidBut I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing insteadI take it all awayCall me outI'm taken away
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