This Song Is About Being Attacked By Monsters Songtext / Lyric

We need a doctor.

They're coming in through the windows

and breaking through all the boards I nailed up.

They look like they've been through hell and back

and have one thing on their minds.

We need a plan.

Just get a gun, we'd better run.

They found a hole in the basement door.

They're coming up through the floor boards.

I got enough ammo but I should have prayed for more guts.

I don't care what you think I just care how you shoot.

They don't care who you are they just care how sweet the blood.

Someone send in the troops get a plane in the air

we need emergency help whatever you can fucking spare.

(I don't fucking care.)

I'm on my own now, oh god I'm on my own.

They got a hold of me now.

It's all over.