Well my face went out of fashion
Like a lamb skin cowl on the floor
Are your talons long and colorful
The blood inside me wants to get out
Yeah God save your soul
The temperature rises you’re losing control
There’s no way home
Boys with the characteristics of wolves
The spit just like Dom Perignon
With a prayer to protect you from ghosts
Whether animal or mineral
There’s a devil that can swallow you whole
Yeah God save your soul
The temperature rises you’re losing control
There’s no way home
Boys with the characteristics of wolves