Face down on a broken street
There’s a man in the corner
In a pool of misery
I’m in white van
As a red sea covers the ground

Metal crash
I can’t tell what it is
But 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 anymore
I don’t believe anymore

Face down on a pillow of shame
There are some girls with a needle
Tryin’ to spell my name
My body’s not a canvas
My body’s now a toilet wall

I don’t believe anymore
I don’t believe anymore

Raised by wolves
Stronger than fear
Raised by wolves
We were raised by wolves
Raised by wolves
Stronger than fear
If I open my eyes
You disappear [bad word] [bad word] wild [bad word] wild
Boy sees his father [bad word] under the weight
Of a cross in a passion
Where the passion is [bad word] wild
Blue mink Ford
I’m gonna detonate in your [bad word] wild
Blood in the house
Blood in the street
The worst things in the world
Are justified by [bad word] wild
Registration 1385-WZ [bad word] wild
I don’t believe [bad word] wild
I don’t believe anymore

Raised by wolves
Stronger than fear
Raised by wolves
We were raised by wolves
Raised by wolves
Stronger than fear
If I open my eyes
You disappear [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] [bad word] wild 
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