Raised by Monkeys - The French Whisperer

Face down on a broken street There's a man in the corner In a pool of misery I'm in a 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 Thirty-three good people cut down I don't believe anymore I don't believe anymore Face down on a pillow of shame There's 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 Running wild Running wild Boy sees his father Crushed under the weight Of a cross in a passion Where the passion is hate Blue mink Ford I'm gonna detonate in your den Blood in the house Blood on the street The worst things in the world Are justified by belief Registration 1385-WZ 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 Running wild

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