I spend my night cowering in fear,
because my nights are filled with dreams.
Not the ones you expect a cheerleader to have,
they are filled with death and destruction,
horror and despair,
Frightful nights, always scared of the dark.
not knowing what lurks under my bed,
and hide in my wardrobe.

The clock strikes 3:33
Oh what a time to feel so lonely
The rain outside, it’s bittersweet
The air is thin, a pulsing heat
And every night you’ll tell yourself
That everything will be alright
You’ll pick your journal from the shelf
And find solace in the night

Howl at the moon, lone wolf.
For your anger fuels your cry.
Left to roam, but without a home.
Your voice echoes to the sky.

Howl at the moon, lone wolf.
For you have left the pack.
Prideful and strong, you refuse to follow.
And for you there's no turning back.

Howl at the moon, lone wolf.
For the forest will spread fear.
Late at night, with no hope in sight.
Your call will catch their ear.

Howl at the moon, lone wolf.
The blood flows through your core.
The flesh of your enemy torn to shreds,
Leaves you only wanting more.

So howl at the moon, my dear lone wolf.
For it's they only way you know.
You'll cry to the unforgiving sky.
And never find where to go.

People are different, but yet they're the same,
With their forever entitled and fickle brains,
With their struggle with commitment and baggage they bare;
Secrets are always afraid to be shared.

You tell me you want me and you show it too,
However, I can't get a hold of you.