Became - Atmosphere

It's no surprise I overslept

Put my boots on and climbed out my tent

I didn't see you assumed you was

Sleeping

Immediately started a fire 'cause it's freezing

I can't believe we went camping in the cold

I'm in the wilderness standing in some snow

A late start but we can still

Catch up you need to wake up

We should to eat and pack up

That's when I noticed your footprints

The snows fresh and those have been put since

What you are already up making the rounds

So where you at now you laid back down

The breeze came and stalled out the flame while

I went to your tent and called out your name

You didn't answer so

I opened up the flap it's just an empty

Sleeping bag and your backpack

I'm looking at your tracks and you

Took a couple of laps around

The campground and hoofed down the path

I figured you'll return no concern

I'm hold put and try to make this cold wood burn

The wind is blowing strong then

It's rolling on it's going on at

Least a half an hour you been gone

It ain't right start the paranoia

I left the campsite to go search for you

I read the trail your feet made

Each step was deliberately placed

It looks like you know where it leads but

I see nothing but leafless frozen trees

About a quarter mile into the course

And another set of tracks appeared next to yours

From the north it came out of the

Thick woods and those footprints belong to a big wolf

Trying to find service on my cell phone

I felt aight with a knife on my belt though

I hope the wolf is intimidated by you

I wonder if you even knew it was behind you

Stalking you maybe watching you waiting for

The opportunity to hop on top of you

Salivating wanting to take you to the stomach

In the cartoons you would of turned into a drumstick

And it gets about as bad as it goes 'cause

I noticed there's a new set of tracks in the snow

I understood it doesn't look good your

Fan club doubled now you got another wolf

And the odds are now in favor of

The home team why you walk off all alone where you going

It ain't the right time to complain but

It feels like I'm trying to find your remains

Your footprints grew further apart

I knew what that meant and it was hurting my heart

It means you started to run so

I did the same now my breaths

Looking like a steam engine train

Sudden your tracks dip off of

The path and so did theirs so my knife I grabbed

Into the forest expect the worst

Adrenaline burst disturbed the nerves

Fifty yards into the woods and brush

It got so thick that it looked like dusk

The air stood serene sober seemed

Like a good 15 degrees colder

And I'll admit hell yeah I felt

Fear the sound of my heartbeat was all I could hear

Looking at the snow it was plain

And clear there was a third set of wolf

Prints where yours disappeared

I can't process I don't follow

It'd be easier to believe that you were swallowed

But no sign of death no sign of struggle

No signs of blood no signs of trouble

And the wolves never stopped the

Tracks kept going and I took off

So I don't know how your story ends but

I know I'll never go into those woods again

It's not that tragic it's not a shame

You're not the hunted you're not the aim

You're just another dog with hunger pains

I was so afraid that you become the game

I forgot to worry about what you became

You're not the hunted you're not the aim

You're just another dog with hunger pains

I was so afraid that you become the game

It's not that tragic it's not a shame

You're not the hunted you're not the aim

You're just another dog with hunger pains

I was so afraid that you become the game

I forgot to worry about what you became