Raised by Wolves
JP Reid
We were so happy then before the overdose began
The wounds long since turned to dust and I can't stop this
All the rain it burns with the flames unfiltered
Still when no one is pure and we're all disfigured
In the turning of tides far from your loving arms
Into the black, black sea this ship is sinking
I was born into love and I turned it to hate
I am just an animal who worked it out when it was too late