We need a doctor, a fucking 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
They got just one thing on their minds.
We need a plan [x11]
We need a doctor, a fucking doctor
Get your guns and just fucking run
We need a doctor, a fucking doctor
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 were
They just care how sweet the blood.
We need a plan [x11]
We need a doctor, a fucking doctor
Get your guns and just fucking run
We need a doctor, a fucking doctor
Someone send in the troops
Get a plane in the air
We need emergency help
Whatever the fuck you can spare
I'm on my own now [x2]
Oh god I'm on my own.
They've got a hold of me now.
It's all over.