Testo Loup Garou This Busy Monster
You can sense it, the swollen moon is hanging low and yellow. You come in shadows, not feeling quite yourself.
Loup garou, thats you.
Like a beetle you creep into my room when its cold. You make my fingers twitch and strum and how.
Loup garou, thats you.
Like an arrow I feel the thrumb of your arrival in my chest, like an arrow you fly into a mess.
Loup garou, thats you.
I can sense the swollen moon is hanging low and yellow. You make my heart sing.
Loup garou, thats you.
Silver stoner sunlight, we'll fly. This is how its supposed to be.. never free, never free. Sickly sweet honey moon hovering over you. This is how its supposed to be never free.
*I think these are pretty correct*