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The Walking Dead by Saint Vitus
The Walking Dead
(Chandler)
close your eyes
wait for them
excorcise
evil whims
walking dead
have no soul
when you touch them
feels so cold
hold your breath baby
we're roaming here tonight
(Chandler)
close your eyes
wait for them
excorcise
evil whims
walking dead
have no soul
when you touch them
feels so cold
hold your breath baby
we're roaming here tonight