Broadway Calls - Zombie World

It´s a waste.
I´ve created a fucking monster.
Picking up where we left of last year.
365 days of faced fears.
But there´s ways.
You´ve never seen me so goddamn happy.
Tell my mom that I´m doing just fine.
Tell my dad that he raised me just in a zombie world.
Maybe I don´t want to go.
Maybe I don´t want to stay awake.
Maybe I don´t want to go back to the sane ways.
The sane ways.
Do you mind?
This is my alter nightly.
Tomorrow we´ll recall what went down.
A show and tell at the lost and found in our heads.
Dehydrated and soaked at the same time.
We´re on fire when it´s freezing outside.
My heart beats slurred rhythms and rhymes in a zombie world.
We´re living in a zombie world.
We´re living in a zombie world.
We´re the happiest boys and girls in this zombie world.
James was only half correct.
Year our friends are saints, but they´re all toxic train wrecks.