I wake up inside
One thing on my mind
The moaning an groaning keeps me alive
Enough to strive
To run fast or drive
but the Time the time what about the time
the time i have to kill this crime
but still get paid one single dime
for every shot i make inside their heads
the flesh eating dead lifeless things that want my brains instead
try to grab me kill me want me dead.
Theres only four of us who can stop this maddness
nothings in color its all just blackness
darkness falls the light goes away
but saving the lives of the main charaters is really what we do every day
the main plot of the whole story line
Example like Acension you can hear their cry
their cry to get out of the door an to call for help
but it takes time points an alot of wealth
But what iam saying is so cool
I like to play Zombies because im an girl an they rule
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