The Living Dead 가사

Golden lights, they tend to flicker on the quiet street Can you see me through the grey clouds on the black concrete? There's a headlight racing toward me, but I don't think that I care Nothing hurts quite like the feeling of a heart beyond repair Call my friends, good at playing pretend, don't break down again Novocaine numbing me to the pain, I don't feel a thing Bottling up my thoughts for a while, blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival Telling me to rest in peace, I don't want to believe I'm the living dead Know the fire's there inside me, I just need some gasoline Let it burn through all my trauma, let me cry for you in peace So the living dead are a real thing, hard to fathom, but I see Just a corpse that's half alive in the mirror looking back at me Call my friends, good at playing pretend, don't break down again Novocaine numbing me to the pain, I don't feel a thing Bottling up my thoughts for a while, blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival Telling me to rest in peace, I don't want to believe I'm the living dead Call my friends, good at playing pretend I'm the living dead Novocaine numbing me to the pain I'm the living dead Bottling up my thoughts for a while, blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival Telling me to rest in peace, I don't want to believe I'm the living dead