| | Wolves At The Door Lyrics Artist(Band):The Waking Eyes
And they're dryin' up my well But every so often there's a forgotten cost And a ringin' on my bell And when I decided to make like I died they got wise The sun it was sunny, but I feel downpour The man wants my money, the wolves at the door He held out his hand, but I feel down poor He smiled at my money, the wolves at the door Phone calls and gold-sealed doccumentation Knockin' on my door Brow-beating threats, they've been making me sweat They've been ringing on my bell Collectors and spies and agents of various kinds want more The sun it was sunny, but I feel downpour The man wants my money, the wolves at the door He held out his hand, but I feel down poor He smiled at my money, the wolves at the door So call off your dogs and all hungry minds They're shedding their hair and sheeply disguise So call off your dogs and leave them behind 'Cause I'm not paying a dime If you find some error in Wolves At The Door Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Wolves At The Door The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "The Waking Eyes" Music | |
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