I'm in a big clean room There's blood on my shirt I'm in a bad shape from the crash Now I know it's all over Now I know it's all over you Something's wrong Now I know it's all over Now I know the hunter's you Oh you have the face But I have the pictures A second hand love In a dying machine This game turns me cold I could show you some things A child with a ghost in her eyes Cries for me We break out And we break out hungry We're looking for the priest And we're looking for you I can't believe the noise There's nothing I can do We'll never get out of here alive Somethings wrong