My Green Neighbour

A zombie is a back from the dead motherfucker

A soulless crippled and meat-eater folk craving for your fresh brain

Your finger's on the trigger

My friend

Face to face

He mess you bad if you hesitate

Boom

Brain everywhere

It's politically correct to shoot a zombie in the face

Moooom

Make it explode

Relieve your working routine stress to the bloody bone

They used to be human

That's why we like them so much

We can go cannibal with no sense of shame

We are no savage

We no pay

To see gladiators kill

We are more human than that

We are different

We shoot zombies in the face

Zombies are slow, predictable, old-fashioned

We ain't scared or surprised watching them in action

A creative dead end!

Why are they still a trend?

They're your ex-neighbour

They're that fucking pretencious bitch

And your stupid bully boss

They preserve your traits

Semi-human so we can hate them as much as you can

They are all

That we are afraid to be

Anti-human

Anti-human

We are justified

We have permission

We are licensed cannibals

By killing them we declare

We are different

We are better

I fear

I hate

I need

My green neighbor