going out

we be feral

you and me

i and you

we made that pact

when i came out your belly

and you winked in my eye

but we wear our people clothes now

for going out

yet you saw my fur and my claws

my little fangs

that glistened

while you christened

my empty head

we be feral

us we both

we made that pact

as i clang to your throat

and you winked in my eye

but we wear our people clothes now

for going out