The Village, the Wolf and the Boy - Taylor Berrett

Each and every day hiding from the sunshine Wandering in the shade, not too old, not too young Every night again dancing with the moonlight Somewhere far away, I can hear your call I'm out of my head, of my heart and my mind 'Cause you can run, but you can't hide, I'm gonna make you mine Out of my head, of my heart and my mind 'Cause I can feel how your flesh now is crying out for more Ain't no fairytale what I see in your eyes Awaiting your mistake, not too close, not too far Sneaking in the pain, every truth becomes lie I won't trust myself once I hear your call I'm out of my head, of my heart and my mind 'Cause you can run, but you can't hide, I'm gonna make you mine Out of my head, of my heart and my mind 'Cause I can feel how your flesh now is crying out for more I'm out of my head, of my heart and my mind Out of my head, of my heart and my mind I'm out of my head, of my heart and my mind 'Cause you can run, but you can't hide, I'm gonna make you mine Out of my head, of my heart and my mind 'Cause I can feel how your flesh now is crying out for more

I can feel the animal within I chain the beast and crawl inside myself I hear the call of violence I sleep no more, and I can't I've lost it all Carry me through this world of lies Feel no more, the suffering Bury me in this cold light Feed the wolf and shed my skin I can see the devil closing in I choke the breath that dies to cry for help I feel the pull of gravity I bleed no more, and rise again I've lost it all Carry me through this world of lies Feel no more, the suffering Bury me in this cold light Feed the wolf and shed my skin It is no longer a human, it's a beast Unmerciful, ferocious, fearless You're a madman Tampering with nature Every man, a vicious animal Carry me through this world of lies Feel no more, the suffering Bury me in this cold light Feed the wolf and shed my skin Carry me through this world of lies (Fight the animal) Feel no more, the suffering (Fight the animal) Bury me in this cold light (Fight the animal) Feed the wolf and shed my skin

I see the signs of a lifetime, you 'til I die And I'm swiftly out, Irish goodbye What if it's not meant for me? Love What if it's not meant for me? Love I'd like to get to know you I'd like to take you out We'd go to The Hail Mary And afterwards make out Instead, I'm typing you a message That I know I'll never send Rewriting old excuses Delete the kisses at the end When I see you, the whole world reduces To just that room And then I remember and I'm shy That gossip's eye will look too soon And then I'm trapped, overthinking And yeah, probably self-doubt You tell me to get over it And to take you out But I can't, I'm too scared And here's the night bus, I have to go And the doors are closing, and you were waving And I like you, and I'll never let it show And you won't wait, and maybe I won't mind I work better on my own And now I'm home, a little bit drunk And I ask myself What if it's not meant for me? Love What if it's not meant for me? Love A few days pass since I last saw you And you've taken over my mind I'm retelling jokes you made that made me laugh Pretending that they're mine I wanna tell the whole world about you I think that that's a sign I'm losing self-control and it's you It really is, 1000 times I look at your picture and I smile How awful's that? I'm like a teenage girl I might as well write all over my notebook That you rock my world But you do, you really do You've turned me upside down And that's okay, I'll let it happen 'Cause I like having you around I'm electric, a romantic cliché Yeah, they really are all true When we catch eyes at that stupid party I know exactly what to do I'll take your hand, and we will leave French exits from me and you And now I'm home, a little bit drunk Some things don't change, and I know now Me and you were meant to be In love Me and you were meant to be In love Me and you I see the signs of a lifetime, you 'til I die

He walks in, orders up a round How you been, my old friend? The band kicks off, the same ole dance The same ole worn out songs but he sings along He's gonna stay here 'til they make him leave 'Cause he's got all the friends a guy like him could ever need One will hang around and tell him what he wants to hear One will help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up heres One will hold him up, when love has let him down They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool The Beer, the Band and the Barstool Corner booth, a blonde with lonely eyes A shade of blue, "Hey, how are you?" Just by chance, are you here alone? How about a dance? And she took his hand He hoped she'd stay, but always knew she'd leave But he's got all the friends a guy like him could ever need One will hang around and tell him what he wants to hear One will help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up heres One will hold him up, when love has let him down They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool The Beer, the Band and the Barstool Now he last call, lights a cigarette and orders up one more Pays his tab, knows he'll be back, 'cause he's been here before One will hang around and tell him what he wants to hear One will help by drownin' out the how'd you wind up heres One will hold him up, when love has let him down They do the best they can for a broken-hearted fool They go hand-in-hand with losin' you The Beer, the Band and the Barstool And the Barstool

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour