WHERE THE WILD THINGS ARE Under my blanket sky in a daze of slumber A got my wolfsuit on thereīs just loneliness and hunger Staring into yellow eyes, big teeth, sharp claws The ground is shaking from the death rattle Of their terrible roars The monsters are my friends until the bitter end I tamed them with my trick donīt need no chain or whip I wanna be, I wanna be, I wanna be where the wild things are I wanna feel the sun on my back, burning a Hole in me Gonna swing through vines in the jungle, to where the rivers part Hear me shout at the top of my lungs, "let the wild rumpus start" Imagination running riot now and it might be a sign When Iīm bad Iīm really bad but these guys are friends of mine Thereīs a light in the distance shining like a new born star To the place where the wild things are All this concrete crushing me, itīll grind my bones to dust Being lonely is no fun at all, youīve got no one to trust Here Iīm king and itīs good to be kind
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