Became

It's no surprise I overslept

Put my boots on and climbed out my tent

I didn't see you

Assumed you were 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 eat and pack up

That's when I noticed your footprints

The snow's 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 frame

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 laps round the campground and hoofed down the path

I figure 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 ya

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 cellphone

I felt aight with my knife on my belt though

I hope the wolf is intimidated by you

I wondered if you even knew it was behind you

Stalking ya, maybe watching ya

Waiting for the opportunity to hop on top of ya

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 in favor of the home team

Why'd 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 breath's looking like a steam engine train

Suddenly your tracks dip off of the path

And so did theirs so my knife I grabbed

In to 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 fifteen 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'd 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