I've become so disconnected from my days, they feel like dreams
And nothing in this world is ever just quite how it seems
I've gotten so detached from this floating orb
I'm far too self-obsessed and I'm so self-absorbed

I've cried wolf at least one too many times
You don't hear my howls, and you don't want to read my rhymes
I still cry out and call up to the moon
My lungs bleed
and I cough out all your favorite tunes

I've been separated from my pack
And no matter what I do
they just won't take me back

My howls echo only inside my head
As my idiotic words fall flat and dead

Knowing my old pack is hungry, I give up and let them feed
The snow is stained in red as I lie down and out I bleed