I used to live in a whiskey bottle, ate a study diet of pills, but
soon the thrill turned into a nightmare I couldn't wake from.
I had become the living dead, you zombie, you.
Now I have a life time of memories, but some days I cain't
remember where I am. Now I have a head full of dreams,
but these damn nightmares Won't let me sleep, so I keep
pushing. I may not remember what year I'm in, but I know
what I am, you zombie, you.
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