Far From Alive

(álbum: JT XVII - 2019)

My first shift on the job, I picked a cold night
Small-town kid, future looking so bright (Yeah right)
Did you bring your "A" game rookie? Hold tight
Welcome to the big city hope the people don't bite (Get back!)
Racoon hit a blackout get your own lights
It's an apocalypse, don't go down with no fight (Uh!)
I'm not too bothered by blood, just wipe my coat dry (Ugh!)
Hello end times, goodbye old life

Buckle up, hit the road, muzzle up, lock and load
Count my shots, ammo's always running low
These streets are really gonna need a deep clean
In addition to a functioning precinct
Since I'm new to the force, better earn some respect
Get to purging infected, to serve and protect
'Cause everywhere I turn is the scourge of the dead
When I put a bullet in 'em, make sure it's the head

Running out of time, I can make it through this hell
No one's sending backup take a breath and tell myself
That when I wake tomorrow, I'll know it's all in my head
Last night I just dreamed that I walked with the dead

The end is starting tonight
Got no more stars in our sights
We could all be gone by the time
There comes another sunrise
Deep in the dark, you can't hide
Don't fear the bark, just the bite
Even if we are to survive
I'm feeling far from alive

I'm done with undergrad, I'll study undead now
Zombies started this party, I gotta get down
Can I weather this ugly infested town?
No umbrella will ever cover up this mess now
Learn to dance in the rain steady hand, steady aim
Knock 'em dead or Redfield ain't my name
Careful where I place my trust, my brother was betrayed
No luck with helicopters? Oughta find another way
To escape this place which I can't say I'll miss
The stench of decay is enough to make me sick
Even though I love my country, call myself a patriot
Don't forget, nobody's getting paid to babysit

When you hear some hella heavy footstep coming
If it doesn't sound human you should do some running
2nd amendment arguments aren't gonna plummet
Pick up a gun or you'll end up in something's stomach

Running out of time, I can make it through this hell
No one's sending backup take a breath and tell myself
That when I wake tomorrow, I'll know it's all in my head
Last night I just dreamed that I walked with the dead

This nightmare we're fighting
Half-dead yet far from dying
Won't stop us from trying
Near death but far from dying

Running out of time, I can make it through this hell
No one's sending backup take a breath and tell myself
That when I wake tomorrow, I'll know it's all in my head
Last night I just dreamed that I walked with the dead

Feeling far from alive
But far from dying
Feeling far from alive
But far from dying
Feeling far from alive
But far from dying
Feeling far from alive
But far from dying