174. Zombie

I wasn't sure if I'd been here before
But now I know my delusion
Alcohol is my true life whore.
Creating false illusion.
The drugs the Princes put me on
Have been popped like candy.
Soon enough I'll feel withdrawn
I'll be frail and needy.

I get caught up in my own little world
And my brain slowly begins to swirl
Like the Guitars of the 90's
I'm living like a zombie...
Zombie
Zombie......

I know when I've been and I've came
The places around
From the stray thoughts in my brain
My minds abound to come through somehow
This whole God delusion is obscene
Whilst I've tried and I've sinned
The Place I loved
Is far from here.

I get caught up in my own little world
And my brain slowly begins to swirl
Like the Guitars of the 90's
I'm living like a zombie...
Zombie
Zombie......

Zombie Mother-fucker!

I'm like a zombie
Zombie
Zombie
Zombie Mother-fucker!