^D#m Face down on a broken street, there’^G#s a man in the corner in a pool of misery, I'm in a ^D#m white van as a red sea covers the gr^G#ound.. ^D#m Metal crash I can’t tell what it is, but I t^G#ake a look and now I’m sorry I did. ^D#m 5:30 on a Friday night 3^G#3 good people cut down

^D#mI don’t believe^G# anymore, ^D#mI don’t believe^G# anymore^D#m..

^D#m Face down on a pillow of shame, there are some g^G#irls with a needle tryin' to spell my name, my b^D#mody’s not a canvas, my body’s now ^G#a toilet wall.

^D#mI don’t believe^G# anymore, ^D#mI don’t believe^C# anymore..

Raised by w^Bolves! Str^C#onger than f^D#mear. Raised by w^Bolves, we were ra^C#ised by w^D#molves. Raised by w^Bolves, str^C#onger than fe^D#mar! If I open my ^Beyes, y^C#ou disapp^D#mear..

B^D#moy sees his father crushed under the weight, of a cr^G#oss in a passion where the passion is hate. Bl^D#mue mink Ford, I’m gonna detonate and you^G#’re dead. ^D#m Blood in the house, blood on the street. The worst th^G#ings in the world are justified by belief Registr^D#mation 1385-W^G#Z

^D#mI don’t believe^G# anymore, ^D#mI don’t believe^C# anymore..

Raised by w^Bolves! Str^C#onger than f^D#mear. Raised by w^Bolves, we were ra^C#ised by w^D#molves. Raised by w^Bolves, str^C#onger than fe^D#mar! If I open my ^Beyes, y^C#ou disapp^D#mear..