Howl at the Moon
Come howl at the moon with me baby, who cares if people think we’re crazy.
You know you want to, you know it would feel good; who knows, maybe it will bring us some good luck.
Besides, it will be fun, maybe make some question our sanity, but who are they to say; when the borders of reality become hazy.
So come howl at the moon with me my love, and then we can do what we do best; fuck!
Come howl at the moon with me, let our inner beasts have some fun.
Our wolves will love it, their spirits still very much alive and a part of you and me.
We can dance in the moonlight together and howl like the wolves our souls once belonged to; what do you say hun?
Come howl at the moon with me, let ourselves go, who knows what might happen; we’ll just have to see!
-Angela Stull
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