I'm Queasy about this...

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Ever had a feeling that
you want to escape reality?
I know it happens quite often.
You always wanted to, but you can't.

You're so drained deeply
and deadly sick. (Gross.)
Now succumbs and suffocates
to all of those pinpricks. (Yikes!)

All those zombies
are out there
they've got cooties
so you're now theirs!

You can't stop shivering but
you manage to hide it.
And the thought of it makes...
Oh, did I even say it out loud?

They don't eat and,
they don't tear flesh.
They only feed on
your worst fears!

You got me right,
they are the toxic people
who speaks outright
Yeah, those are the ones
we flee with all our might.

You can't run and
you can't stop now,
cuz you're the one
that has to sort it out.





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