I had a rose Now I have a thorn I wanted peace But I got war I had a friend Now I have a problem I'm running screaming never never never more Louder than before
Now I'm in the zombie zone I'm counting faces I used to know I'm being chased by what I thought was dear My friends will kill me I've got to get the hell out of here
I wanted fun But I have to leave Just let them dance in their quarantine One eye, one ear, one problem All that's left here is the rotting flesh and crooked teeth And all the shit beneath
The zombie dance never ends what about your friends