Under The Bed

[Verse 1: Undead]
I come from a world of pain and bad dreams
I got the 9 strapped right onto my hamstring
I’m fucking bad made up of bad things
I’m a fucking madman, the voices keep asking
I was born with no soul and I don’t wanna be saved
Every time I look around, see the damage I had made
I’m Undead, so no point in digging up my grave
I’m Undead with the Undead flag I wave
I’m not afraid to die, suffering from cocaine sickness
No, I’m not afraid to die, let the good book witness!
I don’t ask for none, nope, no forgiveness
Day of the Undead and you’re on our hit list
Hanging with a gang a misfits
So come on bitch, you’re on our hit list!

[Chorus: Undead]
Check twice and cover up your head
Stay hidden way, look under the bed
It’s okay, there’s no need to pretend
That you’re not scared of being Undead

[Verse 2: Charlie]
You on fake shit, dumbass hate shit
A man blowing up and all you bitches hate it
I speak what’s on my mind, not scared to say it
Whatever you do, I probably done made it
You speak on me, then your seeking missile
I keep my people close, just blow a whistle
Fashion had made you, go crazy for crystal
Blow like a star, look up see the sizzle
Can’t fuck with you, cuz a bitch wasn’t in the initial
Talk all that big shit, but run from an official
You were caught selling some O’s, still coming back from judicial
Say your smoking some grass, but you smoke artificial
I make the bars pour, you make low drizzle
You overcomplicate, I make it look simple (Bitch!)

[Chorus: Undead]
Check twice and cover up your head
Stay hidden way, look under the bed
It’s okay, there’s no need to pretend
That you’re not scared of being Undead

[Verse 3: Undead]
This had to be done, but it happened so gradually
Happened so magically, acting like a phantom they cannot see
This blade cuts so jaggedly while you gasp so rapidly
You gag on the rag while I laugh so happily
You’re so scared, it’s okay to fear the dark
This broken soul it waiting to tear you apart
There’s no saving this broken heart
Day Of The Undead, not a day in the park!
Here I come, yeah, I come, grabs the guns and crossbows
Ya gotta run, gotta run from the skull and crossbones
My fun has begun, the truth is hard to swallow
And I ain’t done, no, ain’t done cause its hell the follows
Now get ready for the sorrow
Cause hell fuckin’ follows!

[Chorus: Undead]
Check twice and cover up your head
Stay hidden way, look under the bed
It’s okay, there’s no need to pretend
That you’re not scared of being Undead

[Bridge: Charlie]
When the angels softly cry
On the flames below the sky
And the ashes start to rise
The flames burn into the night

[Interlude: Undead]
Check twice and cover up your head
That you’re not scared of being Undead

[Chorus: Undead]
Check twice and cover up your head
Stay hidden way, look under the bed
It’s okay, there’s no need to pretend
That you’re not scared of being Undead
Check twice and cover up your head
Stay hidden way, look under the bed
It’s okay, there’s no need to pretend
That you’re not scared of being Undead
Check twice and cover up your head
Stay hidden way, look under the bed
It’s okay, there’s no need to pretend
That you’re not scared of being Undead