Lyrics
Panic is delicious
And sorrow simply tints
And neither are as vicious
As the pain that each preempts
Where there's hope that's ash to choke on
The more you have, the more you taste
And the very things you love the most
Are the very things you waste
But if I could lift above the fall
Of tears and of the rain
Take from you the bitter blue
But always something
Is at your door
The wolf is bumping
Wanting more
To dance within the agony
Of taking another strike
Beyond all of the chaos
It's the perfect place to hide
It's not running when you go nowhere
Or have no place to be
Just to shuffle through the tearing smoke
Confused why you can't see
But if I could lift above the fall
Of tears and of the rain
Take from you the bitter blue
But always something
Is at your door
The wolf is bumping
Wanting more
It's always something
At your door
The wolf is bumping
Wanting more
The wolf is bumping
Wanting more
Wanting more
Hey
What becomes of trouble
When it's everyone who's in
Swirling mad cacophony
That replicates all sin
If it's ever finally over
And at last we get to rest
Monotony and boredom
Will become the final test
But always something
Is at your door
The wolf is bumping
Wanting more
There's always something
At your door
The wolf is bumping
Wanting more
The wolf is bumping (Bumping)
The wolf is bumping (Bumping)
The wolf is bumping (Bumping)
The wolf is bumping