| Pretty plastic bottles
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| Lay beside your bed
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| With every dose you swallow
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| You lose your head
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| (And how) is your heart still beating?
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| (Where) did the human go?
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| (Yeah) they might keep you breathing
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| (Oh) but they numb your soul
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| Oh, where did all your fire go?
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| You’re on the inside
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| And I know you’re fighting
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| On the outside
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| Your flesh is dying
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| But this is not your funeral
|
| Wake up, wake up, wake up
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| Wake up the zombie
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| So long over medicated
|
| Thinking nothing’s wrong
|
| Cause you’re so sedated
|
| This is not your funeral
|
| Wake up, wake up, wake up
|
| Wake up the zombie!
|
| Wake up the zombie!
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| You started forgetting who you really are
|
| I’m getting kinda worried
|
| You’ve been gone so long
|
| (And how) is your body sleeping?
|
| (Where) did the human go?
|
| Has it stopped the healing?
|
| (Oh) Have you lost you control?
|
| Oh, where did all your fire go?
|
| You’re on the inside
|
| And I know you’re fighting
|
| On the outside
|
| Your flesh is dying
|
| But this is not your funeral
|
| Wake up, wake up, wake up
|
| Wake up the zombie
|
| So long over medicated
|
| Thinking nothing’s wrong
|
| Cause you’re so sedated
|
| This is not your funeral
|
| Wake up, wake up, wake up
|
| Wake up the zombie!
|
| Wake up the zombie!
|
| Pretty plastic bottles
|
| Lay beside your bed
|
| Overdose
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| Gonna lose your head |