Wolves At The Door - David Bazan

Wolves wait at your door

For your permission

Slyly you invite them

On one condition

That they prepare a feast

From your provisions

Of root and wild beast

For you to eat

Surprise

They took your money

And they ate your kids

And they had their way

With your wife a lil bit

While you wept on the porch

With your head in your hands

Cursing taxes and the government

Cause you’re a goddamn fool

You’re a goddamn fool

You’re a goddamn fool

And i love you

Yeah i love you

Look into your eyes

Your former glory

Bright and open wide

Like easter morning

How the light has dimmed

And how the fear of everything

Is creeping in