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Nah the blood runs outMark red lines across the pavementwhilst the snow falls downstained crimson on the groundDon't call the PoliceI'm begging you pleaseBecause Ya knowIt's darkin this caveThe spotlightcan't find the stageIt's darkin this cavebut it feels like home so I think I'm gonna stayHerewhere the looks fall coldyou know this knife shines boldand then I'm running I wish I could just fall offBut now it's getting kinda hardI think ill be leaving in a funeral cart(don't call the policeI'm begging you please)Who'd of thought the lies they told youwould awake my restless brotherWho'd of thought the lies they told youwould awake my sisters lover?Nah don't call the policeI'm begging ya pleaseya pleaseya please!? Aus Songtexte Mania