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Låttexter: Four Year Strong. Prepare To Be Digitally Manipulated.

Ladies and gentlemen, open up your eyes and ears
And listen up, listen up
Calling all cars, calling all cars, calling all cars
Let?'s put an end to the charade

Show me what you'?re living for
You think it?'s obvious, you?'re so obvious
I spit my teeth out on the floor
Don?'t tell me, I don'?t want to know

I breathe revenge tonight, it never tasted to sweet
And, baby, if I choke things down for a second
Then maybe I can starve this tragedy
Don'?t tell me, I don'?t want to know

So get your story straight
I can think of one reason for you to call home tonight
If I had my way you would find out the hard way
Causing trouble is my business and the business is good

So now I?'m calling all cars, calling all cars, calling all cars
It?'s time to show your battle scars
And let you know that I?'ll be coming back for more

I breathe revenge tonight, it never tasted to sweet
And, baby, if I choke things down for a second
Then maybe I can starve this tragedy
Don'?t tell me, I don?'t want to know

I breathe revenge tonight, it never tasted to sweet
And, baby, if I choke things down for a second
Then maybe I can starve this tragedy
Don'?t tell me, I don?'t want to know

It?'s too late for me, kid
These words are too true
When your heart beats only lies
You?'re dead inside

And God forbid
When you find yourself off and remembering on
And God forbid
When you can?'t find the switch in the words

To a song but it'?s too late
To see me through, Kid

I breathe revenge tonight, it never tasted to sweet
And, baby, if I choke things down for a second
Then maybe I can starve this tragedy
Don'?t tell me, I don'?t want to know

I breathe revenge tonight, it never tasted to sweet
And, baby, if I choke things down for a second
Then maybe I can starve this tragedy
Don'?t tell me, I don'?t want to know