• Zombified, Dead Inside,
    Makes me want to run and hide.
    Apathy is all I have left,
    Living this life is like living in death.
    I can not feel a thing anymore,
    And why that is, I’m barely sure.

    Maybe I got rejected one too many times,
    I was the victim of an emotional crime.
    Every time I tried to connect with the world,
    My heart was forcefully torn and hurled.
    And every time I tried to smile,
    It felt good for a little while.
    But when no one ever smiled back,
    It turned my heart from pure to black.
    With every tear I ever cried,
    I died a little bit more inside.

    Zombified, Dead Inside,
    Makes me want to run and hide.
    Apathy is all I have left,
    Living this life is like living in death.
    I can not feel a thing anymore,
    And why that is, I think I’m sure.

    No one ever seemed to care,
    If I went here or if I went there.
    Some called me insane, some called me mad,
    When I went from happy to angry to sad.
    It’s not my fault that I’m so shy,
    And I sit alone, wondering why.
    Cause every little time I tried to reach out,
    To the people out there, they would all start to shout.
    They’d reject me, just for being who I am.
    Even my friends would yell and tell me to scram.
    And every time I got stabbed in the back,
    It turned my heart from pure to black.
    With every tear I ever cried,
    I died a little bit more inside.