The Growl - 11
I wanna stay
I can't go on
And I'm gonna wait
till morning comes
However warped my head
And I won't be on my way
until I
Fluttering shuttering eyelids
and my skin is crawling
My fingernails scrawling
As my lungs begin to shudder
And my legs begin to flutter
What I hold in my hand
won't be on my way until I
yeah
Fluttering shuttering eyelids
and my skin is crawling
My fingernails scrawling