As the foxes hunt
All the chickens start to run
Next thing I know
My neck no longer has a frontAll the wars are me
I won't sleep until my grave
I am young but I am brave
And I am not your slaveI will swear to you now that I'm not what they say;
I have a sickness in my head that won't go away
And by the time the bugs eat their way out of my skull
Will you still say I love you?
Will you still want my soul?
As the lions hunt
All the zebras start to run
They all refuse to become
Someone else's lunchAll the wars are me
I won't sleep until my grave
I am young but I am brave
And I am not your slave
I will swear to you now that I'm not what they say;
I have a sickness in my head that won't go away
And by the time the bugs eat their way out of my skull
Will you still say I love you?
Will you still want my soul?
