it feels like i'm falling descending down 
six feet in the ground 
you came along and saved me from my own rotten self
whats left of me 
was buried in my own misery 
but you held my head when 
i was feeling dead in 
cold reality who i am hates 
who i've [bad word] and 
i'm my own hungry wolf in sheeps clothes
and it's not the end this hungry wolf will try to feed again
but now i've learned how to make him turn [bad word] the other way