Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Step in the woods, leaves crackin' like bones,
Wind starts hummin’ in a teeth-gnashin’ tone,
Drip, drip—what's that? Honey or blood?
Tracks in the mud and a beat in the thud.
[Verse 2]
Hup-two-three—there's a bear on the breeze,
Golden fur slick, hummin’ low like disease,
“Think, think, think”—he’s sniffin' the air,
Teeth in a smile and a vacant stare.
[Chorus]
Run, boy, run—don’t trip, don’t pray,
Pooh's got claws and he’s feelin’ brave,
Tigger’s bouncin’ on a cracked skull beat,
Says, “Best part of fear is the taste of your feet!”
Piglet squeals with a butcher’s blade—
“Friendship’s sharp when the trust decays!”
[Verse 3]
Rabbit’s rules? Written deep in the bark.
Break one line and you're lost to the dark.
Eeyore swings where the crows all feed,
Mumblin’ slow, “Guess it’s what we need…”
[Bridge – Double Time]
Owl’s eyes roll with a whisper spell,
Maps you a path straight down to hell.
“Hoo-hoo-hoo,” he laughs as you run,
“It's always tea time when your mind comes undone…”
[Chorus – Reprise with Higher Stakes]
Run, child, run—can’t stop, can’t breathe,
This forest feasts on make-believe,
Pooh’s hummin’ louder with every pace,
Tongue drippin’ honey and a porcelain face.
“Don’t you know?” he calls with a grin—
“This isn’t your story, it’s the one you’re in.”
[Final Hook – Slow, Menacing Fade]
So if you hear that lullaby tune…
Don’t sleep. Don’t stop. Don’t look at the moon.
'Cause the Hundred Acre Wood ain't safe, ain't sweet—
It’s got a taste for fear, and it's starvin' for meat.