Raised By Wolves
Face down on a broken streetThere’s a man in the corner in a pool of misery.I’m in a white van as a red sea covers the groundMetal crash I can’t tell what it isBut I take a look and now I’m sorry I did.5:30 on a Friday night 33 good people cut down
I don’t believe anymoreI don’t believe anymore
Face down on a pillow of shameThere are some girls with a needle tryin to spell my nameMy body’s not a canvasMy body’s now a toilet wall.
I don’t believe anymoreI don’t believe anymore
Raised by wolvesStronger than fearRaised by wolvesWe were raised by wolvesRaised by wolvesStronger than fearIf I open my eyes,You disappear
Boy sees his father crushed under the weightOf a cross in a passion where the passion is hate.Blue mink Ford, I’m gonna detonate and you’re deadBlood in the house,Blood on the streetThe worst things in the world are justified by beliefRegistration 1385-WZ
I don’t believe anymoreI don’t believe anymore
Raised by wolvesStronger than fearRaised by wolvesWe were raised by wolvesRaised by wolvesStronger than fearIf I open my eyes,You disappear