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• Artiste: A Masterpiece Of Failure
• Titre: Walking Dead
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Lives led by city street signs Moving to the same sequential pace Constructed by repetitive design There's no individuality in a box of matches We're all just burning away These empty shells no longer have any reason to sleep For we can no longer dream Reproduce destruction Took away what made us different We're so easily replaced Write unread journal entries The ink is blood Safety is only in the shadows In this age light hides from the dark Selflessness lost all meaning Pride is bleeding In this selfish torment where all goes wrong And nothings well, to end well We forgot love Exchanging blood For a fake life There's nothing real to gain Carving fake smiles just to attempt to pass through the day But these new medicines heal us so quickly Feet of cement Turning life to a statuette Scream for someone to save you They scream save yourself These empty shells no longer have any reason to sleep For we can no longer dream We are the real nightmare We are the walking dead