there is a storm

there is a storm brewing inside my house

a war on my mind and a cat playing mouse

tip toeing in darkness and running down south

it wont be too long before the lights go out

a war on my mind and a cat playing mouse

there is no scream that could leech past the doubt

it wont be too long before the lights go out

and fill the room with my electrified mouth

there is no scream that could leech past the doubt

empty for miles except the moon and its howl

fill the room with my electrified mouth

let static electricity trickle out

empty for miles cept the moon and its howl

crackles of lightning pulled from my growl

let static electricity trickle out

to raise objects on wires and open my snout

crackles of lightning pulled from my growl

nothing is safe and the pack’s on the prowl

to raise objects on wires and open my snout

to let vicious words hit like lightning come out

nothing is safe and the pack’s on the prowl

the shag carpet’s seen all and it knows it is foul

to let vicious words built like lightning come out

and invigorate still my electrified mouth

the shag carpet’s seen all and it knows it is foul

theres a war on my mind and a wolf playing mouse

to invigorate still my electrified mouth

there is a storm brewing inside my house