The Republic Of Wolves - Frozen Feet Lyrics
There’s a flock that I must tendWhere each looks the same as the nextBut there’s some that don’t belongAnd I’m smoking them outStill I’m afraid that it might hurt‘Cause they’ve all been with me since birth,An assignment that I wish I had declinedI’ve been strung up in my belief,A humanism that does not apply to meThat makes excuses for my kneesLike I’ve been leaning on the inconsistenciesThere’s a cold that I must catchLiving well in all that I’ve saidAnd I feel it coming onUnless it’s all in my headBut you were up at 2 AMFiguring out what it meantThat all those sins were really sicknessesAnd nobody’s to blameOh, if I could go an hourWithout wondering what chapter I am inMaybe I’d find the plotThere’s a flock that I must tendGrazing inside of my headBut there’s some that don’t belongSo I’m giving them hell.