Thursday, August 25 12:00 PM ET

Undead

(To the tune of "Unwell" by Matchbox Twenty)

All day
Staring at my severed limbs
Making friends with zombies on my street
All night
Hearing voices telling me
That I should eat some brains
Because the humans might be running low
Hold on
I'm feelin' like my head is gonna
Fall off
I don't know why
I'm not living, I'm just a little undead
I know, right now I look fine
But stay a while and maybe then I'll try
To eat your brains and eyes
I'm not hungry, I'm just a little underfed
I know, right now your arm's gone
But soon enough, you're gonna be like me
Not how I used to be
Me
Groaning at my food in public
Dodging bullets on the street
I know
I know they've all been runnin' from me
I can hear them scream
And it makes me think they've got some brains
To eat
Out of all the skulls a'crackin
Somehow
I've lost my toe
I'm not living, I'm just a little undead
I know, right now I look fine
But stay a while and maybe then I'll try
To eat your brains and eyes
I'm not hungry, I'm just a little underfed
I know, right now your arm's gone
But soon enough, you're gonna be like me
Not how I used to be
I been walking on the street
Pretty soon they'll try to kill me
But I'm already gone
I'm not living, I'm just a little undead
I know, right now I look fine
But stay a while and maybe then I'll try
To eat your brains and eyes
I'm not hungry, I'm just a little underfed
I know, right now your arm's gone
But soon enough, you're gonna be like me
Not how I used to be
Hey, not how I used to be
How I used to be, yeah
Well I'm just a little undead

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