WEREWOLF

You know, I'm kind of feeling like a WEREWOLF Got this hair growing out of my skin Well, I'm locked in a cage called a 'Curse of the Cold' Ride my rain while I sing walls of thin I suppose you could catch me by nightfall When the VEIL has lifted it's shift And I howl at the plight 'Til the mo-on has come To a crescent I smell for this... Stinge I just wanna breathe (Yeah, we used to, yeah we used to) I just wanna breathe (Yeah, we used to, yeah we used to) I just want to breathe (Yeah, we used to, yeah we used to) I just wanna breathe Air air (Yeah weusto... Yeah, weuse, weuse, we use to) You know, I'm kind of feeling like a WEREWOLF Got this hair growing out of my skin Well, I'm locked in a cage called a 'Curse of the Cold' Ride my rain while I sing walls of thin I suppose you could catch me by nightfall When the VEIL has lifted it's shift And I howl at the plight! 'Til the '-ON MO-' has come To a crescent I smell for this... Stinge I just want to breathe Air I just want to breathe Air I just wanna Aooooooo Oxygen: money, money Oxygen: money, money You want oxygen You want money