The Walking Dead Beat

from Hallowed Grind III: Season of the Wound by Bite Wound

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lyrics

The Walking Dead Beat
Your lack of effort sure took you a long way
Towards being useless, which you are every day
Are your talents so profound that none are worthy?

So proud to live off the naivety of strangers
Happy to squander what they’ve so proudly earned
Is luck the only thing you’ve ever mastered?

Somehow convinced that you deserve charity
So many victims adding to your spoils of war

Freeloading since the day you took your first breath
Your final will surely be stolen from another
A master taker, no gift too large to accept
But to give back would be the ultimate blasphemy

Dead beat!!

Now you’ve spawned a brood of proud failures
Too oblivious to know that their lives are shit
Carbon copies, carrying on your legacy

Knowing only how to suckle from a swollen tit
But now you wither, your body rotting all around you
A killing habit the gift you’ve given yourself

Revel in your ill-gotten gains
For they’re your legacy, so soon to be forgotten

Life as a king means so much less when you’re the jester
A joke to everyone not blinded by your “charm”
Or do you like to be reviled, feeling that it’s envy?
Pride in the ruse of success you have created

Dead beat!!