| I was looking for you when I first heard the sirens
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| The ambulances filled the streets
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| The masses screamed and called for help
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| You were no where next to me
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| Soldiers came to round up the living
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| And take them away to somewhere that’s safe
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| But if I can’t find you, there’s no place that’ll save me
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| If you are gone then it’s too late
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| Night turns to dawn and dawn into day
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| And the land overflows with the dead
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| Where did I last hold you in my arms?
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| What was the last thing that you said?
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| Some hide underground
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| Others hide in a mall
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| I still drag myself through the streets
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| A life without my love isn’t a life to me
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| I don’t believe that love will rot away
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| So first aim for the heart, then aim for the head
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| I wept bitterly and then I threw up
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| Something silver washed up in my lap
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| This metal thing, your wedding ring
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| Brought all of the memories back
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| I remember the bite and breaking my teeth
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| I remember choking it down
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| Eating your fingers one at a time
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| I left most of you there on the ground
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| It’s there that I find you, just as you were left
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| And writhing you rise to your feet
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| Come back to my side with very few insides
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| They’re still strewn about on the street
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| I have heard it said that love endures all things
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| Now I know that it’s true
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| Stronger than the grave, death can’t put it out
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| Here I am, the walking dead, still next to you
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| I don’t believe that love will rot away
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| So first aim for the heart then aim for the head
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| If true love last forever, then love doesn’t die
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| It just becomes the living dead |