Skinwalkers ft. Carl Lyrics

Shh, my sweet little darling

Come so near I promise it's clear

Dead in the night, don't let them get near

Come my sweet dear mother's right here

Show the face of the others far behind

Here they come one by one

Curse of the poet

Etching in characters most never spoken

Townsfolk all think that I'm broken

But I been awoken

The bear they were poking

One swift of a motion is full of emotion

Poetic verbiages causing disturbances

Foreign occurrences becoming permanent

Say that my head has been twisted, call it a whirlwind

Lacking desire to follow you where it is dormant

Decorated it with ornaments

"Put that utensil down!"

They're all so worried now

Mob of the Pitchforks and torches

We got a whole angry crowd

They all be coming out

"Ok, I did something different"

Ever found yourself in the middle of the night?

One step to the left where you can't go right

Round and round, yeah here we go again

Fall on down in the recycle/psycho bin

Follow all the voices where they keep out all noises

Saying "it's alright, it's another half fight"

Cause we'll make them wait, no

Hoping for a change, so

One more night with the end in sight

Found what they looking for

It wasn't that difficult

Like I intended to hide but

Ya'll wanna bring out the catapult

May or may not leave impression on somebody

But maybe nobody

Is that ok with me?

Yuh, that be ok with me

Abandon my body but never surrender what's part of me

That is my policy

I'm in an odyssey

I made this novelty

Bottom line is that I orchestrate all my desire

Until the great author is calling me

And if he is calling me

I'm bringing my quality