Cold Sweat - Ghost Iris

They’re all oblivious

They’re all oblivious

They’re all so devious

They walk about

The numb living dead

Unaware of what’s ahead

The numb living dead

The sickness will spread

They dread the reanimation

They flee the living contagion

They all shall perish

Thirsty and dying

Ignorance is bliss

Grant them a deathwish

Ignorance is bliss

Cry me a river

They’re all devious

They will all die young

So devious

A cancer is spreading

Unaware of where thy’re heading

Let’s gt back on track

Let’s get back on track

Suicide is the new black