Need to howl at the moon now, if only I had my playmate.

I loves it!

the wolfs in me!!

makes my wanna draw werewolfs

COOKIES

i love this song!!!...

I love this song!!!! It's the perfect theme song for the wolves in for the Mercedes Thompson Series!!!!!
IT ROCKS!!!!!

oh yeah. its like a cool rhythmic chant for the hip kids.

Great song!!! Tell your gra'ma and your mama, too

"Wolf Like Me", by: TV on the Radio.



"Say, say, my playmate!
Won't you lay hands on me?
Mirror my melody, transfer my tragedy?
Got a curse I cannot lift, shines when the sunset shifts.
When the moon is round and full,
gotta bust that box, gotta gut that fish.
My mind's aflame.
We could jet in a stolen car but I bet we wouldn't get too far
before the transformation takes,
and blood-lust tanks and crave gets slaked.
My mind has changed my body's frame but God, I like it.
My hearts aflame.
My body's strained but God, I like it.
My mind has changed my body's frame but God, I like it.
My hearts aflame.
My body's strained but God, I like it.
Charge me your day rate, I'll turn you out in kind.
When the moon is round and full,
gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your mongrel mind.
Baby doll, I recognize you're a hideous thing inside.
If ever there were a lucky kind, it's you, you, you, you.
I know it's strange another way to get to know you.
You'll never know unless we go, so let me show you.
I know it's strange another way to get to know you.
We've got till noon, here comes the moon --
so, let it show you.
Show you now.
Dream me, oh dreamer; down to the floor.
Open my hands and let them weave onto yours.
Feel me, completer; down to my core.
Open my heart and let it bleed onto yours.
Feeding on fever; down on all fours.
Show you what all that howl is for.
Hey, hey, my playmate!
Let me lay waste to thee;
burned down their hanging trees!
It's hot here, hot here, hot here, hot here.
Got a curse we cannot lift,
shines when the sunset shifts.
There's a cure comes with a kiss;
The bite that binds, the gift that gives.
Now that we got gone for good, writhing under your riding hood;
Tell your gra'ma and your mama, too.
It's true!
We're howling forever!"