Zombies walk and they do talk
But they don't pronounce well.
They don't comb their hair in mirrors
And they really smell.
Sometime, they come over
To my house now late at night.
They sit there and they cry to me
That the world don't treat'm right.
So we took them to the door
'cause they couldn't see anymore.
They were looking in the outdoor
For the things that they have missed.
And the only thing we knew
As we started to look through
Is we think we like this world
And there is nothing, we might have missed.
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