Dead Inside

Verse one: Walking corpses through downtown streets. The dead always seem to drag their feet. Hide in shadows of city lights. Stumble through cornfields late at night. Consuming potions in every form. To numb the hurt from the day before. Hide in taverns under neon lights. Stumble through alleys late at night. Chorus: We are all dead inside. Hollow shells filled with flies. No need to speak a lie. We are all dead on the inside. Verse two: Dreading sunrise and what that brings. The world always seems to only sting. Hide in fortresses without lights. Stumble through darkness the soul's black night. Walking corpses through downtown streets. The dead always seem to drag their feet. Hide in torment late at night. Stumble through life without a light. Chorus: