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As Good As Dead - The Black Dahlia Murder
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As Good As Dead The Black Dahlia Murder

As Good As Dead - The Black Dahlia Murder
Why has god forsaken me?
It sank its rotten teeth into my flesh
I screamed as now I'm one of them

The zombie's poison flows
Corrupting mortal veins
The festering wound won't mend
My body suffering with pain
Face is sunken in, my eyes begin to fade
The pigmentation of my flesh erased, and we're left

Counting the days handcuffed to the bed
That look in your eyes gets worse each time
You cannot hide the pain that you feel
When seeing me this way as
Good as dead

Rotting from deep inside
Cold compress on the head
Temperature wildly fluctuates
Teeth chattering without end
Appetite is lost, soon to long for flesh
The goodbyes yet to be said
Fret not my friend, 'cause we are

Counting the days handcuffed to the bed
That look in your eyes gets worse each time
You cannot hide the pain that you feel
When seeing me this way
I'm one of them
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