Let Me In

Eater Of Worlds

[the-fiend]

Small town Alabama, from city life we departed

Not a single light in the street, morning was scary and dark

To a little boy catching the bus to school 5:30 sharp

I used to make up songs to keep my mind from wandering

What was in the woods waiting for me, my stomach still rumbling

From the cereal diet

Michael Wayne Atha "Yelawolf"

[the-fiend]

Just me and my bitch

[the-fiend]

'bout my best friend

Make an attempt to show some remorse

and to be some sorta repenter,

for the people I've been a menace ta'....

[the-fiend]

"Leave the bar, leave the car and pass out like a fetus in a jar with my feet up to the stars"

Michael Wayne Atha "Yelawolf"