Psycho Babel

For every wolf within me, the surprising strength of the spirits rips my cares, tears my guilt, and worries my life away. All the people I've known, I've made a meal of every one. But it ain't me, it's the wolves within, howling, putting up a fight. Wild, resistant wolves, beasts, demons all. You want to know the truth, the moon brings it out of me, blame the moon. Every time something good's going on, the wolves take it. My lady, my job, they are rabbits. Don't blame me, you'll never see a rabbit dangling from my mouth, it's the wolves I tell you, the wolves they take it.