we are the living dead
we are the living dead
we are the living dead
BRAINS BRAINS

we are the living dead
we are the living dead
we are the living dead
BRAINS BRAINS
smell of rotting flesh
corpses on the floor
lovely day for death
blood bones and GORE

2-5-4-trioxide is the drug for (ME!)
stronger than crack it makes my ears (BLEED!)
sell it on the street for 50 (Gs!)
we're takin over (SOCIETY!)

human race is gonna die watch us all (MULTIPLY!)
got no love we got no pain gimme all your (FUCKIN BRAINS!)


Lyrics submitted by HxChris

Return Of The Living Dead song meanings
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