CAVE SONG//////Nah 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 Ya 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 ill be leaving in a funeral cart/  (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 ya please/ ya please/ ya please!”