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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. |
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