The Living Dead

We're the living dead,
With our blood-shot eyes and our hearts of stone.

We all that's left and we won't need rest for we won't go home.

We on our feet, where the beasts and the ghouls, and the demons sleep.

Put it on repeat, keep the music going that's all we need.

We don't feel no pain, we just kill the night and we work all day.

We all are stars, commands you all Kurt Cobain.

I never did it for the fame, I just did it cause I love it and I'm hard to change.
You can fool yourself, let the monsters know,
When the lights out and you all alone like..