(Food) For The Wolves lyrics

I’m sick of your depression, your insecurity Ain’t drinking no more sorrow, ain’t smoking no more pain You say I should feel lucky, you say I cannot see When all inside is aching, when all I hurt is me and I’m I’m gonna take you inside, I’m gonna take you through hell for a ride The moon is always high, the sun will never rise I don’t believe in stories, invented to misguide The moon will stay up high, my sun will never shine And now I have it me, I’ll leave you all behind I’m gonna leave you behind and let the wolves devour your kind