I see you lurk you're berserk in a hazardous way
Your mind made up in a psychotic decay
Displaying mental visions that a pick apart your brain
The green grass wasn't as green as yesterday
Free roaming equals burning down to the spiraling core
With your hands in your pockets and your body is sore
The all seeing eye was confused with a vision
Creating splurted colours in a centre fold condition
I got told that they coming for you
Shake out the guns and the glitter and glue
Nothing left and nothing else to do
So reload the fun pull the trigger and choose
Shut tight inner shock headlock
Dreaming of a flying bed
Cut fight heavy deep shell shock
Living in the night of the dead
Shut tight inner shock headlock
Dreaming of a flying bed
Cut fight heavy deep shell shock
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Breaking bad boi he's got the moves
Blending flavours that feel so smooth
Rudeboy rebel got his knuckles on bruise
He reloads the fun pull the trigger let loose
Shut tight inner shock headlock
Dreaming of a flying bed
Cut fight heavy deep shell shock
Living in the night of the dead
Shut tight inner shock headlock
Dreaming of a flying bed
Cut fight heavy deep shell shock
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Living in the night of the dead
Writer(s): Daniel Neurath, Dylan Frost, Eric Da Silva Gruener, Neal Hunt, Patrick Cornwall, Seamus Coyle
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