Barricade

You know your day will suck
when the dead start walking the streets
and they're only scource of nutrients
is human meat
So grab a shotgun from your room and grab a box of shells
you know your life has hit the skids
you know you've gone to hell

and they say...

Run where, run where
your scared, theres no where left to hide
they come at night
to feast, inside

Grab a knife from your kitchen and, ram in your belt
don't take the time to contemplate
they way that it felt
Burst through your front door gunshots ringing in the air
start laughing maniaclly like you just don't care

and they say...

Run where, run where
your scared, theres no where left to hide
they come at night
to feast inside

Your knife has gotten rusty
your shotguns out of shots
you look at the zombies around
boy, there sure are lots
at first they pick at your skin,
but then as you diminish
they start to tear away your flesh
and you know your somewhat finished

and they say...

Rune where, run where
your scared, theres nowhere left to hide
they come at night
to feast inside