Hey You

Spook in the back, bug in my head The suit a prop, probably dead Now on the run, deep in the blame I had a code, I didn't need a name Now the only hand left I can see Is pointing straight, straight to the grave That is calling for me Hey you Hey you Dog on the hunt, close to me now Picked up my scent, I don't know how The charge is fake, born in a box Siren a decoy, loud and lost Now the only sound left I can hear Is the sound buried deep in the ground That is calling me near Yeah it's calling me near Hey you Hey you Now the only hand left I can see Holds the coldest, oldest truth I didn't wanna believe Oh I didn't wanna believe Hey you Hey you Hey you Hey you