Traces of your letters left all over this townnThis place is too smallnNo room for mistakesnCome around nKarma leads this townnTake my sidenNo proof, just soundnYour lies come aroundnnLet me tell you somethingnWolves are at your front doornWolves are at your doornnMy knives, your liesnTake my sidenTake the truthnThe sound and these lies come aroundnnThis isn't lovenNo room for mistakes and you know itnThis isn't lovennWolves are at your front doornWolves are at your doornnKeep your friends closenLet me tell you something