I'm in a big clean room
There's blood on my shirt
I'm in a bad shape from the crash
Now I know it's all over
Now I know it's all over you
Something's wrong
Now I know it's all over
Now I know the hunter's you
Oh you have the face
But I have the pictures
A second hand love
In a dying machine
This game turns me cold
I could show you some things
A child with a ghost in her eyes
Cries for me
We break out
And we break out hungry
We're looking for the priest
And we're looking for you
I can't believe the noise
There's nothing I can do
We'll never get out of here alive
Somethings wrong
I can't believe it
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