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  • Same old wall, still hanging tall
    Same old nail.. through my throat
    Eighteen years came along
    And this time
    I neverI never saw my
    LoveI'm going insane
    THEY sold me to this little shop
    Where I remain
    Living Dead...
    I'm feeling like a
    Living Dead
    Living Dead...
    Two blue eyes in an empty head
    Dead Dead
    DeadEighteen years came along
    And this time
    I neverI never saw my
    LoveThis life is
    NOTHINGNES
    SLife on a wall, time to be called back.. to the
    Beyond[solos: Andy - Mike - Andy ]
    There's a rumour going around and around
    They say The
    Puppet Master
    Is gonna build another theater in
    London Town
    For KidsRun by his son and daughter
    It's gonna be a bloody mess
    Living Dead...
    I'm feeling like a
    Living Dead
    Living Dead,
    LivingForever on the same old wall
    Forever with that nail going through my throat
    All the children, who see me in this shop
    They are scared of me, they say
    I'm looking sick
    My eyes follow them
    Never to be sold again
    Life is never fair...
    Life is air"Will I ever see his eyes againWill I ever see him again"
    Where is she now... "Where is he now"...
  • Same old wall, still hanging tall
    Same old nail.. through my throat
    Eighteen years came along
    And this time
    I neverI never saw my
    LoveI'm going insane
    THEY sold me to this little shop
    Where I remain
    Living Dead...
    I'm feeling like a
    Living Dead
    Living Dead...
    Two blue eyes in an empty head
    Dead Dead
    DeadEighteen years came along
    And this time
    I neverI never saw my
    LoveThis life is
    NOTHINGNES
    SLife on a wall, time to be called back.. to the
    Beyond[solos: Andy - Mike - Andy ]
    There's a rumour going around and around
    They say The
    Puppet Master
    Is gonna build another theater in
    London Town
    For KidsRun by his son and daughter
    It's gonna be a bloody mess
    Living Dead...
    I'm feeling like a
    Living Dead
    Living Dead,
    LivingForever on the same old wall
    Forever with that nail going through my throat
    All the children, who see me in this shop
    They are scared of me, they say
    I'm looking sick
    My eyes follow them
    Never to be sold again
    Life is never fair...
    Life is air"Will I ever see his eyes againWill I ever see him again"
    Where is she now... "Where is he now"...