padlock the door
and reach for the bottle by your bed
trust your neighbors
but sleep with a gun beneath your head
say my prayers before i sleep
but someday that wolf is gonna kill me
he will flash his eyes and gnash his teeth
and swallow me whole
like doubt that steals my soul
words that leave me cold
as long as i breathe
there's hope, or so they say
but hope's hard to see
i want to trade the ash upon my head
for oil and richer beauty
three am and a sleepless bed
and nothing seems to move me
say my prayers before i sleep
but someday that wolf is gonna kill me
he will flash his eyes and gnash his teeth
and swallow me whole
like doubt that steals my soul
words that leave me cold
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