Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Far from Alive , by - JT Music. Release date: 25.01.2019
Song language: English
Far from Alive |
| My first shift on the job, I picked a cold night |
| Small town kid, future looking so bright |
| Did you bring your A-game? |
| Rookie hold tight |
| Welcome to the big city, hope the people don’t bite |
| Raccoon hit a blackout, bring your own light |
| It’s an apocalypse, don’t go down with no fight |
| I’m not to bothered by blood, just wiped my coat dry |
| Hello end-times, goodbye old life |
| Buckle up, hit the road, muzzle up lock and load |
| Count my shots, ammo’s always running low |
| These streets are really gonna need a deep clean |
| In addition to a functioning precinct |
| Since I’m new to the force better earn some respect |
| Get to purging the infected, to serve and protect |
| Cause everywhere I turn it’s the scourge of the dead |
| When I put a bullet in them, make sure it’s a head |
| Running out of time, I can make it through this hell |
| No-one's sending backup, take a breath and tell myself |
| That when I wake tomorrow I’ll know it’s all in my head |
| Last night I just dreamed that I walked with the dead |
| The end is starting tonight |
| Got no more STARS in our sights |
| We could all be gone by the time there comes another sunrise |
| Deep in the dark, you can’t hide |
| Don’t fear the bark, just the bite |
| Even if we are to survive, I’m feeling far from alive |
| I’m done with undergrad, I’ll study undead now |
| Zombies started this party, I gotta get down |
| Can I weather this ugly infested town |
| No umbrella will ever cover up this mess now |
| Learn to dance in the rain, steady hand, steady aim |
| Knock 'em dead or Redfield ain’t my name |
| Careful where I place my trust, my brother was betrayed |
| No luck with helicopters, ought to find another way |
| To escape this place which I can’t say I’ll miss |
| The stench of decay is enough to make me sick |
| Even though I love my country, call myself a patriot |
| Don’t forget, nobody’s getting paid to babysit |
| When you hear some hella-heavy footsteps coming |
| If it doesn’t sound human, you should do some running |
| Second amendment arguments aren’t gonna plummet |
| Pick up a gun or you’ll end up in something’s stomach |
| Running out of time, I can make it through this hell |
| No-one's sending backup, take a breath and tell myself |
| That when I wake tomorrow I’ll know it’s all in my head |
| Last night I just dreamed that I walked with the dead |
| This nightmare we’re fighting |
| Half-dead but far from dying |
| Won’t stop us from trying |
| Near death but far from dying |
| Running out of time, I can make it through this hell |
| No-one's sending backup, take a breath and tell myself |
| That when I wake tomorrow I’ll know it’s all in my head |
| Last night I just dreamed that I walked with the dead |
| Feeling far from alive |
| But far from dying |