Cerebral Wolves - A1
Intro – spoken / dark atmospheric
I’m the id in the ego
I go wherever he goes
Cerebral wolves in the undergrowth
circling what I think I know
Each one swears
it knows the way home
Verse 1
There are others vying for control
inside this cerebral tower
Whispering peace
plotting war
sharpening knives
waiting for their hour
All convinced they’re the answer
to the chaos in my head
each one preaching salvation
from the voices that I’ve bred
Pre-Chorus
Some days I’m withered to the bone
voices never let me be
pulling hard against the wheel
trying to take control of me
Do this
Be that
Own the truth you lack
Every one of them believes
they’re the leader of this pack
Chorus – BIG / shouted / anthem
Cerebral Wolves
Cerebral Wolves
HOWLING IN THE TIMBER OF MY MIND
Cerebral Wolves
Cerebral Wolves
I CAN FEEL THEM ALL THE TIME
They’re pulling at the steering wheel
fighting for control
of this flesh and bone machine
this fractured, broken soul
Verse 2
Every thought’s a campaign speech
every fear a candidate
every memory stacks the ballot box
every scar twists my fate
Some feed hope
some feed fear
some feed shame and doubt
some scream like prophets
just trying to drag me out
Pre-Chorus 2
Every voice claims ownership
of the microphone of right
Roosters crowing for a crown
in the middle of the night
Towering cowards in disguise
dressed up like certainty
but I can hear the cracks
beneath their authority
Chorus – repeat / heavier
CEREBRAL WOLVES
CEREBRAL WOLVES
HOWLING IN THE TIMBER OF MY MIND
CEREBRAL WOLVES
CEREBRAL WOLVES
THEY NEVER LEAVE ME BEHIND
Pulling at the steering wheel
fighting for control
of this flesh and bone machine
this restless, shattered soul
Bridge – breakdown / spoken or half-sung
I am not the war
I am not the sound
I am the space
where they all back down
Final Chorus – explosive
CEREBRAL WOLVES
CEREBRAL WOLVES
THEY’RE STILL RUNNING THROUGH MY MIND
CEREBRAL WOLVES
CEREBRAL WOLVES
BUT I’M NO LONGER BLIND
They can howl
they can fight
but they don’t get the wheel tonight
this flesh and bone machine is mine
Outro – slow, fading
I am the silence
between the speeches
And I will wait them out
They will fade