Who is it gonna be

Who's it gonna be?

Neither of us heard the clock ticking

so who's it gonna be?

Wolves never go back empty-handed

so who's it gonna be?

I'm five or six shades further from white

You're only three

so who's it gonna be?

You'll try not to catch their eyes

but my makeup ain't gonna save me

so who's it gonna be?

Wolves stand for something

there's always something

Even with nothing

They eat our shadows

and dream of dropping us in the sea

so who's it gonna be?

We both know the answer

but not what the question might be

so who's it gonna be?

Their words fall behind my back

and only your fear understands me

So