(N. FinnT. Finn)

there's a wild thing in the woolshed

and it's keeping me awake at night

a devil in the closet

and a feeling I'd prefer to hide

he is religion

he won't hear me when I cry for help

he has a vision of me

but I am somebody else

we talk the pillow

there are times when I'm tied up to the fence

only talking sense

there's a mirror lake before me

but I'm frozen when it's time to jump

It's like maybe I'm afraid of what I'll find

when independence comes

you steel my shadow

you make my blood run dry

we are true only when we talk the pillow

there are times when I'm tied up to the fence

only talking sense

did you suffer as a child

that's why you want to make me cry

you are afraid of me

that's why you're so unkind

you won't deny it

when your child is tied up to the fence

and I'm only talking sense

lonely when we talk the pillow

and your child is messed up in the head

I'm only talking sense