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We're here in the trailer park at 3 AM. There has been numerous mysterious reports of some serious dark magic here. If it's done, then it's done You can face all the facts or run You can call it bad luck, find someone to blame But there's none You would think by now you would change or at least had enough Everything was fine, now you staring down the barrel of a gun So you made some mistakes Every breath that you take Now it stings when you think 'Bout the things that you bring From the past to the present, since adolescence Can't let it go, trying to find a new home I need closure See the light go dark and the flame you spark is gone And you start to die, do you feel okay in the end? If it's done, then it's done You can face all the facts or run You can call it bad luck, find someone to blame But there's none You would think by now you would change or at least had enough Everything was fine, now you staring down the barrel of a gun For the folks at home watching tonight, make sure to board your windows and turn all of your lights off. According to the cult of the reaper, the dark entities will spot you, so just stay safe out there and good night. Aus Songtexte Mania