The Animals Will Come

Why am I so – insecure?
I, try to hide it with my – fancy car
I, try to hide it with my – muscly arms
I try to hide it

Why are people so – terrified
We try to hide it with our – little lies
We try to hide it with our – grand disguise
We try to hide it

And when the sun goes down in the sky
And when the week at last passes by
And when the day it turns into night
The animals will come

One by one – hide and run
For the animals will come
One by one – til they’re done
The animals will come

Why is everyone – drunk and loud
And why’s that make you ugly but proud
And how will you live with yourself now
This animal’s your son