And I Became a Zombie - Dame

What’s this red thing?

Looks like blood.

Is it mine, they hit so hard.

Wake me up when the bleeding has stopped.

Clean my body clear my mind.

Ingore that feeling.

Pretend you breath.

You are the one I adore and fear.

Holding your hand above my mouth to make me

feel I’m yours.

Your drugs work they make me see who’s the leader playing me.

Hide and seek.

Never felt as good as here hiding from you.

Feeling free.

Kill yourself you fucker you’ve got it all and still you had to fuck her

spreading the deceiving poison of your broken mind.

Ignore that feeling.

Pretend you breath.

Pretend you live and soon you’ll see.

Your skin must be thicker.