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Raised By Wolves
You've been hand fed Then misled You've been beating the horse because you don't want to die all alone Who is worse The one who's feeding you lies Or you for just swallowing them whole Raised by wolves We've been raised by wolves Thoughts worming inward Am I the hunter or the hunted I guess we'll find out the answer when we're both dead My heart, my compass My coup de grace We fought for so much more but always settle for so much less The dream is over. Aus Songtexte Mania