The bittersweet between my teeth Tryin' to find the in-between Fall back in love eventually Uh, half naked and almost famous. Wild nights and all those places. I be, half naked and almost famous. And when I get up I ain't changin', Tell the world lace

My heart bleeds for none but my own I am only nothing, I am only this Will not take the hate dealt from your hands Years of pain I will take and hone Manifest with your broken bones I am just a man with there two fists You have asked forgiveness

Unleash the wolves Carnage has no rules Comparison, competition A family of the unwanted Beaten, stunted, dysfunction A brotherhood that is of violence Bury our rivals Shotguns, knives, rifles And to tyrants, bow to none

Amazing grace, oh how sweet the sound I was blind, but now I see That saved a wreck like me I once was lost, though now I'm found When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun We've no less days to sing God's praise Then when, when

I get higher and lower Holdin' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine Like a tired soldier With nothin' to shoot I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe To want

You're an S.M.F. Black sheep of the family, nothing like the rest Separate from the others, failing all their tests Can't they see you're different, so hungry and so lean You're a walking wonder, you're a metal machine Look and you'll see you're a lot

(Bitch!) I am the alpha, I am the omega (What?) I am the alpha, I am the omega (Ah!) I am the alpha, I am the omega (Ay!) I am the alpha, I am the omega I am the alpha omega the fuck is you saying? The fuck is you saying? The fuck is you saying? We not

Oh your sweet little lies And you say that life is just a game and Everyone who plays is just a pawn And shame on me it went so long How could I've been so wrong? I've forever gone, colder If life is just a game then I can hear when I hold you close to me

Or shrug us off your shoulders Don't approve a single word we wrote Make us it, make us hip, make us scene Well we're just a wet dream for the webzines It's time for us to take a chance If you talk, you better walk With more than good hooks While you're

This is a gift it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight (Raise it up) (Raise it up raise it up) We raise it up, this offering We raise it up Raise it up raise