We need a doctor, a fucking doctor.

They're comin’ 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.

We need a doctor, a fucking doctor.

Just get a gun.

we'd better run.

We need a doctor, a fucking doctor.

They found a hole in the basement door.

They're comin 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.

We need a plan.

We need a doctor, a fucking doctor.

Just get a gun.

we'd better run.

We need a doctor, a fucking doctor.

Someone send in the troops get a plane in the air

We need emergency help, whatever you can fuckin 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.