Boy for the Wolves

Verse 1
Red hair burning in the dying light
Campus stone, cold afternoon
They watch me like a painted crime
Something pretty they shouldn’t touch

I learned early how to smile slow
How to breathe when the room gets tight
There’s a list of things I shouldn’t do
But I was never taught how to fight

Pre-Chorus
Gold chains don’t look like chains
When they’re wrapped in silk and wine
He never has to say my name
I come when he decides

Chorus
I’m a boy for the wolves in tailored coats
With quiet teeth and velvet throats
They don’t chase — they wait
They own the dark, they set the date

I’m a boy for the wolves, I learned the rules
How to bleed without the wounds
Say yes before it’s asked
Survive the night, forget the past

Verse 2
Black car humming like a prayer
Windows tinted, no reflection
He says I have obligations
I call them lessons in perfection

He buys me suits, he buys my time
Calls it grace, calls it care
Every gift is just a line
Pulled tighter when I dare to stare

Pre-Chorus
He doesn’t raise his voice
Doesn’t need to touch
Silence is the choice
That breaks you just enough

Chorus
I’m a boy for the wolves in marble halls
Where mercy’s just another wall
They smile sharp, they smile thin
They already know how this ends

I’m a boy for the wolves, I play my part
Pretty mind, obedient heart
I wear the gold, I keep the score
Still don’t know what I’m living for

Bridge
But there’s a crack in all this quiet
A look that doesn’t look away
Someone who still calls it violence
When the world says, “This is okay”

Maybe I’m not as owned as he thinks
Maybe control is just belief
If I choose — even once — to sink
I might finally surface, breathe

Final Chorus
I was a boy for the wolves, I know the cost
How many parts of me got lost
But wolves forget one simple truth
Even prey can choose

I’m still standing in the smoke
With fire hair and silver bones
If I walk — just one step free
The cage breaks silently

Outro
Red hair fading in the night
Stone grows warm where I stand
I was never just his design
I was a fault line in his plan

melancholischem Pop mit R&B-Einflüssen, getragen von ruhigen Piano- oder Synth-Flächen, langsamer emotionaler Beat