ZOMBIE

Weak, and tired and you can't rest
You just die, and die days after days
Maybe the music is that thing
Draining all your vitality, to finally end like a zombie

I'm exhausted but I can't rest
Life is a bitch too demanding for me
I spend my days looping my head and I hate this
And that's always a problem to turn off myself

Alright, still write the same things
Alright, eat to forget the blanks
Alright, stuck in a well
I try to climb a ladder without my upper body

These voices in your head
Stop answering them
Don't let them talk again
And make them run away

This fucking anxiety
Always bathing within
Flowing in my coffin
Go ahead, get away

If I could break my walls, I would be buried in remains
I could flee through windows, but I'm afraid of hurting me
I wish my younger me would never see me as I am
He would be like Goddamn

I feel lost, stuck in a routine
Our awakenings are normally a brain reformatting
But I can't sleep anymore every moment is an awareness war
Walking out at 6AM, probing the whole world
The neons are blinding me, everything seems blurry
Lonely in a lane in silence
The road is rolling, maybe that's just my mind
Some whispers around me, maybe that's just my mind
I'm stumbling, shivering my limbs are in cold pain
My bones are breaking, crawling with my body
Smile on my face to hide real neuroses
Lunatic, I'm the Joker of my story
I'm breathless, and unable to well operate
Lying on the lane, my poor brain is saturated
A livid skin I'm from the family Addams
Miserable, I'm sadly like this

Cause I'm exhausted, and I can't rest
Life is a bitch too demanding for me
I spend my days looping my head and I hate this
And that's still a problem to turn off myself

Alright, still write the same things
Alright, eat to forget the blanks
Alright, stuck in a well
I tried to climb a ladder without my upper body

These voices in your head
Stop answering them
Don't let them talk again
And make them run away

This fucking anxiety
Always bathing within
Flowing in a coffin
Go ahead, get away

If I could break my walls, I would be buried in remains
I could flee through windows, but I'm afraid of hurting me
I wish my younger me would never see me as I am
He would be like Goddamn

Dead, you're dead, cause that's not a life anymore
And you don't deserve to get out of your situation
All is a question of time, and you twisted it
By wandering, in a cercle, spinning, livid, zombie