Zombie Songtext
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Zombie Songtext
I took ur call on the wrong day
U could get smoked on the runway
Yohji sweater on a cold day
I just want ur brain like a zombie
Woah woah i i i′m a zombie
Throw me on the floor and fucking stomp me
Yea yea take it off me
U see everything i do and then u copy
Bitch get off of me
I need my space i'm suffocating from anxiety
U don′t know half of me
U don't know half of it
I'm an antagonist
I′m so sick of it
I chop off both my wrists
If i die ur coming with me take it as a gift
I decay in my bed until there′s nothing left
Think life's a losing game cause i′m a pessimist
I took ur call on the wrong day
U could get smoked on the runway
Yohji sweater on a cold day
I just want ur brain like a zombie
Imma zombie cigarettes and coffee
Yea i play with ice and sticks but this ain't hockey
Was at the party i wish somebody shot me
I might look homeless but it′s designer my body
What is ur problem stop looking at me funny
A couple hollows in ur chest bro that's unlucky
I′m a celebrity black tints on my audi
I had to stop and strike a pose cause paparazzi
Paparazzi i can't avoid the cameras
Just one night with u look at the damage
Stick a knife in my back and leave me stranded
Recognized by my scars it's like i′m branded
I took ur call on the wrong day
U could get smoked on the runway
Yohji sweater on a cold day
I just want ur brain like a zombie
Like a zombie bones stick thru my body
All this time inside my room i have no hobbies
I always bring down ur mood go on without me
I let u rip out my heart cause ur so lovely
U could get smoked on the runway
Yohji sweater on a cold day
I just want ur brain like a zombie
Woah woah i i i′m a zombie
Throw me on the floor and fucking stomp me
Yea yea take it off me
U see everything i do and then u copy
Bitch get off of me
I need my space i'm suffocating from anxiety
U don′t know half of me
U don't know half of it
I'm an antagonist
I′m so sick of it
I chop off both my wrists
If i die ur coming with me take it as a gift
I decay in my bed until there′s nothing left
Think life's a losing game cause i′m a pessimist
I took ur call on the wrong day
U could get smoked on the runway
Yohji sweater on a cold day
I just want ur brain like a zombie
Imma zombie cigarettes and coffee
Yea i play with ice and sticks but this ain't hockey
Was at the party i wish somebody shot me
I might look homeless but it′s designer my body
What is ur problem stop looking at me funny
A couple hollows in ur chest bro that's unlucky
I′m a celebrity black tints on my audi
I had to stop and strike a pose cause paparazzi
Paparazzi i can't avoid the cameras
Just one night with u look at the damage
Stick a knife in my back and leave me stranded
Recognized by my scars it's like i′m branded
I took ur call on the wrong day
U could get smoked on the runway
Yohji sweater on a cold day
I just want ur brain like a zombie
Like a zombie bones stick thru my body
All this time inside my room i have no hobbies
I always bring down ur mood go on without me
I let u rip out my heart cause ur so lovely
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