[Verse 1] You teach the herd to fear the trees, “Out there it’s death, stay here, say please.” Posters of wolves on every wall, Keep their eyes wide, keep them small. “Trust in the hand that holds your leash, We are your guardians, we keep the peace.” But every “safe zone” is a butcher’s pen, Fresh white paint over dried-up men. [Pre-Chorus] You stare at the forest like it’s hell’s front door, But you never see the knife in the coat you wore. [Chorus] Sheep spend life terrified of teeth in the night, While the shepherd sharpens steel just out of sight. You’re praying to the hand that’s selling you out, Kissing the ring that twists your neck around. That’s politics in one cheap line: Fear the wolf, but die by the ones “on your side.” [Verse 2] They give the neighbor horns and claws, “Different color, different cause.” “Vote for safety, vote for walls, We’ll save your kids from monsters all.” But every speech is a cattle drive, Push you in tight, keep no one alive. You chant their name, you raise your flag, While they turn your fear into a body bag. [Pre-Chorus] You’re hunting shadows in the trees out there, While the slaughterhouse hums on the second floor stairs. [Chorus] Sheep spend life terrified of teeth in the night, While the shepherd sharpens steel just out of sight. You’re praying to the hand that’s selling you out, Kissing the ring that twists your neck around. That’s politics in one cheap line: Fear the wolf, but die by the ones “on your side.” [Bridge] Left wolf, right wolf, different fur coat, Same old hand on your fragile throat. “Security! Security!” – panic on loop, While they pass the bill that tightens your noose. You want a savior? They smell your need. Step in line, little sheep, time to bleed. [Breakdown] Baa louder. Shake for the show. Sign your fear On the ballot below. Eyes on the forest, Back to the barn, Never see the blade Till it’s under your jaw. [Chorus] Sheep spend life terrified of teeth in the night, While the shepherd sharpens steel just out of sight. You’re praying to the hand that’s selling you out, Kissing the ring that twists your neck around. That’s all you need to understand: It’s not the wild that eats you, It’s the man.