Far from Alive - JT Music

My first shift on the job, I picked a cold night

Small town kid, future looking so bright

Did you bring your A-game?

Rookie hold tight

Welcome to the big city, hope the people don’t bite

Raccoon hit a blackout, bring your own light

It’s an apocalypse, don’t go down with no fight

I’m not to bothered by blood, just wiped my coat dry

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 the infected, to serve and protect

Cause everywhere I turn it’s the scourge of the dead

When I put a bullet in them, make sure it’s a 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, ought to 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 footsteps coming

If it doesn’t sound human, you should do some running

Second 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 but 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