Cave Song -

Now the blood runs out

Mark red lines across the pavement

Whilst the snow falls down

Stained crimson on the ground

Don’t call the police

I’m begging you please

Because you know

It’s dark

In this cave

The spotlight

Can’t find the stage

It’s dark

In this cave

But it feels like home so I think I’m gonna stay

Here

Where the looks fall cold

You know this knife shines bold

And then I’m running I wish I could just fall off

But now it’s getting kinda hard

I think I’ll be leaving in a funeral cart

Don’t call the police

I’m begging you please

(Don't call the police

I’m begging you please)

Who’d of thought the lies they told you

Would awake my restless brother

Who’d of thought the lies they told you

Would awake my sisters lover

«Nah don’t call the police

I’m begging you please

You please

You please!»