Twiztid - Zombie
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Several Religious groups believe that once Hell reaches its maximum capacity,
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The banished souls of the dead will be forced to return to their rotten bodies here on Earth.
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They say these also empty souls actually crawl from their graves and join us again among the living.
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Many actually believe this has already begun to happen.
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(Madrox)
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The most unthinkable outcome is coming to existance,
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Straight up out some Horror-Science fiction.
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Here i sit, with a hammer in my hand
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same hammer that I used on the porch to kill a man.
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Well he looked like a man, but his face was half gone.
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And his eyes were all red and he was crawlin on the lawn.
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Tried to reach for me and bite me,
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so I popped him in his dome
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with a hammer in his forehead, and watched his head explode.
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Sheer terror I was spattered with blood and went into shock
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'till i noticed 50 more of them comin' around the block.
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Back inside, boarded up the doors
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They're outside bangin like they know I'm the main course
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Reinforced the windows they comin' through in 2s
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14 in the room and I'm panicking
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like what the fuck can i do?
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Over Powered and outnumbered knowin that I'ma die,
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'till i stumble to the floor thinkin, "How will i survive?"
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(chorus)
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When they're all around you
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now your under they surround you
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how impossible they found you
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now they're RIPPIN EATIN, TEARIN YOU APART!
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Now your cold and bleeding,
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They surround you they're still feeding,
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You can feel your heart still beating,
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RIPPED OPEN, SAYIN "HOW WILL I SURVIVE?"
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(Manoxide)
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Im tryin to run through the branches and think woods
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But They Kept on commin encirclin me like wolves.
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I kept on runnin tryina' hide form the light,
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and hope they couldn't see me confined in the night.
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I hope that Jamie was right,
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Cause when he blessed me,
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he made me a solid promise that zombies will never get me
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I hit the canvas like a starving artist
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tripped over some branches,
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and my head hit hardest.
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I gotta get the fuck up outta here regardless,
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or im just another corpse they gonna leave here harmless.
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and i can feel they're finger nails diggin my carcass
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pullin my left arm completely out of its socket.
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I feel the blood pour and pool in my pocket.
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They're on me like fire and nothing can stop it.
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I feel a hand reach deep in my chest,
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pulling out my insides and eatin on whats left.
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(chorus)
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When they're all around you
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now your under they surround you
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how impossible they found you
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now they're RIPPIN EATIN, TEARIN YOU APART!
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Now your cold and bleeding,
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They surround you they're still feeding,
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You can feel your heart still beating,
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RIPPED OPEN, SAYIN "HOW WILL I SURVIVE?"
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(Madrox)
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Left for dead and roamin the country side.
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Ribs showin, spreadin sickness like a lie when the hunger
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is the truth
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I killed a man inside a phone booth
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ripped his arms off slurped his blood like its tomato soup.
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Teeth crunched through the crust of the cranium
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hear 'em kickin scream hes gettin weak
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all the bleedin hes doin strainin 'em
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its startin to ease the pain
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startin to make it go away
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the only option for survival was becoming a zombie
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(chorus)
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When they're all around you
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now your under they surround you
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how impossible they found you
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now they're RIPPIN EATIN, TEARIN YOU APART!
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Now your cold and bleeding,
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They surround you they're still feeding,
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You can feel your heart still beating,
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RIPPED OPEN, SAYIN "HOW WILL I SURVIVE?"
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There was an alien attack
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People fled in terror
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Everybody was in a panic
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Zombie
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