Scott T. Smith - Wolves

My momma’s got a smile
that gets sweeter when she lies
And all my friends say
It looks just like mine

My daddy’s got heavy hands
That you hope he does not use
And I’ve been using mine
Just to pull my way through
Just to pull my way through, yeah

Looking in from the outside
You’d see a happy home
But the shadow waits
Just outside my door
Everywhere you’d look
You’d see cracked porcelain
And feel the raindrops like tears on your skin
Like tears on your skin


I’ve tried to live a simple life
But I just keep feeling like I’m falling behind
I’ve tried, so cut me at my roots
And let’s see what happens
When you throw me, throw me to the wolves , to the wolves


You know I’ve tried to love you
But I just can’t seem to do right, right by you
So maybe baby
So maybe baby
You should let me go


I’ve tried to live a simple life
But I just keep feeling like I’m falling behind
I’ve tried, so cut me at my roots
And let’s see what happens
When you throw me, throw me to the wolves , to the wolves

Written by:
Brix Smith, Jason Brown, Paul Hanley, Stephen Hanley, Steve Trafford

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