Why do I keep living the life of a zombie
No brains no thoughts nothing just a body
And no one believes me I'm a living disgrace and I'm easy
To manipulate but I'm breathing
It's hard to believe that you're leaving
But you're ready to run
Why do I keep living the life of a zombie
Why do I keep putting it on like a zombie
Get ready to run
Today you're gonna figure it out
Once the story drops get ready to run
Today you're gonna figure it out
Why do I keep getting high like a zombie
No goals no choice
Nothing just a body
With no meaning
A complete basket case and I'm needing
The thrill of your grace now I'm pleading
For you to erase this feeling
But you're ready to run
Today you're gonna figure it out
Once the story drops get ready to run
Today you're gonna figure it out