If I think about tomorrow I forget about today
And if I hang my dead in sorrow low, I will sure loose my way
The less I do remember the more I will forget
But memories keep coming back and do not let me be
Like a zombie, like a zombie, like a zombie I won't be
I could make one million dollars and buy myself a name
But who would I become, I would rest my life in shame
I could easily be saying "Igot a heart it's made of gold
But a golden heart is a cold heart and a cold heart is dead
Like a zombie, like a zombie, like a zombie I won't be