I'm nobody singing to nobody
So no one hears the things I say
I've seen what it means to be somebody
And I'd much rather fade away
We've been obstinate all along
We haven't given an inch
And when someone asks what it sounds like when you die
I'll tell them it sounds just like this
Raw, raw, raw, raw
Raw, raw, raw, raw, oh yeah
Take what it is you think you know
And trample it under your heels
No compromise, no fear of d**h
This is how freedom feels
Music is dead and you pretend it's alive
But we aren't living a lie
This is what it sounds like to embrace the truth
This is what it sounds like when you die
Raw, raw, raw, raw
Raw, raw, raw, raw
Raw rock, raw rock
Raw rock, raw rock
Raw rock, raw rock
Raw rock, raw rock
Raw rock, raw rock
Raw rock, raw rock
Raw rock, raw rock
Raw rock, raw rock