[EP II - 2015]
The night comes down,
Darkness replaces the light,
Blood on my sleeve gets dim and dry
Trying not to breathe
Bright fires took my sight
We won't sleep for a long, so hold on tight
Paint your face, your bloody cheeks
And don't be scared of shaggy freaks
They're looking calm, but [they're] mad like dogs
Be careful, brother, don't get shot
[Dave]:
The night comes down
No more light
Paint your face
And don't get shot
Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
Die, die, die, die, die
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