Wrong Track by Emma Beckett Lyrics

Captive to the words
And the lines in my focus start to curve
The faces and the voices merge
And I lose my nerve

Am I on the wrong track?
I don't recognize the cracks in this road
To trust or turn back
You didn't warn me 'bout these wolves howling from below
Is it the wrong track?
Standing in the glare of your front porch light again
And my clothes are bright red, I knock
They're staring, they wouldn't stare if you let me in

I'm beckoned by the ringing
And my head's already swinging
Pick up the pace, triple the space between me and the coffin that holds me down
Even the trees outside are singing now

Am I on the wrong track?
I don't recognize the cracks in this road
To trust or turn back
You didn't warn me 'bout these wolves howling from below
Is it the wrong track?
Standing in the glare of your front porch light again
And my clothes are bright red, I knock
They're staring, they wouldn't stare if you let me in
Please tell me now
I'm in the belly of the beast and I'm trying to get out
Please tell me now

Am I on the wrong track?
I don't recognize the cracks in this road
To trust or turn back
You didn't warn me 'bout these wolves howling from below
Is it the wrong track?
Standing in the glare of your front porch light again
And my clothes are bright red, I knock
They're staring, they wouldn't stare if you let me in