I always meant to say I know
It always leads me to the lion
But needless to say, I pray
I will vanish soon Given the lion eats his food
As far as I know, I have no choice but to
Learn to be the poacher As I discuss my liberation
Will I return to being concerned, fearing I'm only getting worse
Why would I stand alone, through all of my battles
I will vanish soon Given the lion eats his food
As far as I know, I have no choice but to go