Lycanthrope - +44

I wake up at the end of a long, dark, lonely year

It’s bringing out the worst in me

I hear your voice start breaking in fear

When the lights go down

And I still feel you looking over my shoulder

Your sinking guilt and approaching nightmare

And I know none of us will survive

Because I know everything

Alright

And my dear I need you to move a little faster

This second counts as the rest of your life

Your final word and an itchy finger

And then it’s taken away

And we’ll be beaten down without mercy or meaning

I turn my face to a careless skyline

I’m searching hard for a sign from heaven

But they’ve forgotten me here

You can just stop talking, I get it I hear your silence loud and clear

I know it’s barely a thought but it’ll see us through

I’m only setting you free so just let it happen

Just let it happen, no need to fear

Yeah you can just stop talking, I get it Sex, f*ck, and fluorescent lighting

A hollow point on an angry bullet

We’re on the teeth of a crocodile

We’re in the mouth of the gun

And sometimes at night I feel I’m just a broken vessel

An instrument with a darker purpose

I’m at the throat of the young and the helpless

Because they’ve got nothing to say

So you can just stop talking, I get it I hear your silence loud and clear

I know it’s barely a thought but it’ll see us through

I’m only setting you free so just let it happen

Just let it happen, no need to fear

Yeah you can just stop talking, I get it