The Living Dead

[Verse 1]
Golden lights, they tend to flicker on the quiet street
Can you see me through the grey clouds on the black concrete?
There's a headlight racing toward me, but I don't think that I care
Nothing hurts quite like the feeling of a heart beyond repair

[Chorus]
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
Don't break down again
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I don't feel a thing
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
I don't want to believe I'm the living dead

[Verse 2]
Know the fire's there inside me
I just need some gasoline
Let it burn through all my trauma
Let me cry for you in peace
So the living dead are a real thing
Hard to fathom, but I see
Just a corpse that's half alive
In the mirror looking back at me

[Chorus]
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
Don't break down again
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I don't feel a thing
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
I don't want to believe I'm the living dead

[Outro]
Call my friends, they're good at playing pretend
I'm the living dead
Novocaine numbing me to the pain
I'm the living dead
Bottling up my thoughts for a while
Blaming myself till I'm dead on arrival
Telling me to rest in peace
I don't want to believe I'm the living dead