I think that you should call the police
But I don't think you would
You can cry because of lies
And you can cry without knowing why
You are alone now

Many nights have been red
And most of hopes are already dead
What are they trying to make you believe
Keeping track of the way you live?

I fell into your blood
And everything became a jungle of bodies
So let's try to dream
We can still scream
Are you with this feeling?
What is it bringing?

I think that you should call the police
But I don't think you would
What is the size of the hate
Which is always making you just wait?