David Bazan wolves at the door

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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
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

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