A virus has broken out all over me
They say that I'm dead, I say they're crazy
How can I be? How can I be?
In the year two thousand seventy four
I keep eating brains but still I want more
I've never had such a craving beforeIt's hard to ignore, it's hard to ignore.
In the year two thousand seventy five
I've come to accept I'm no longer alive
But if being a zombie helps me survive
Give me a high five! Give me a high five!
Caren E. Salas
Photo: theguardian.com
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