Night of the Living Living

And so much can change in a second when everybody's Hiding the truth An eternal quest for some happiness is there anything we Won't screw? Like a loaded gun if it sits too long, eventually you'll work Up the nerve To abandon your herd We got these remedies for insecurities that nobody is Listening to All the mournful cries of the less fortunate are so easy to Say and not to Like a funeral march in the summer sun, it's beautiful for Something so sad Concentrating on the things we can't have We all live in a cage without space to use our heads I'm more scared of the living than the dead In a hospital counting every breath, are you happy with no One in you life? As long as up to this point you were right But living scared is just no way to die