The Walking Dead (исполнитель: Zebrahead [Broadcast To The World, 2006])
I'd rather be dead than to live like this Than to just exist a hand and no fist See the walking dead around me Waking up and breaking down before my eyes Rather be dead, rather shoot and miss Rather die for a kiss than to live like this Hear the walking dead surround me Giving in and giving up because We're all doing fine And we're falling fast behind I don't think we'll be the same again We're losing our minds We're all doing fine Is there anyplace to hide? I don't think we'll be the same again We're losing We're losing our minds We walk tonight I'd rather be dead than to have no hope inside Watch my will bleed away and my soul divide Feel the walking dead around me Getting closer moving farther from the light I'd rather be dead, stay alive to find Somewhere I belong, someone to call mine See the walking dead surround me See the life and see the death and now We're all doing fine And we're falling fast behind I don't think we'll be the same again We're losing our minds We're all doing fine Is there anyplace to hide? I don't think we'll be the same again We're losing We're losing our minds Reach out I never get it It's just out of reach and I watch it slipping away Reach out Just forget it It's never good enough It's never going to be the same