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And living day to day
Plastic people, phony smiles
Sometimes you wanna make them pay

Surrender to the grindstone
You're complacent and obey
You can't help but someday think
Will it always be this way?

As the past gets blurry and memories start to fade
You figure out what matters most and is here to stay
Your life is what you make it, that's what wise men say
Raise the glass and say the toast, here's to the better days

Now that you're a zombie
And joined the living dead
The dead corps tell you what to think
And who you are my friend

Say hello to my little friend
Say hello to my little friend
Say hello to my little friend

Get use to your bad choices, you'll live them everyday
Another spirit broken with many wasted days
Closer to the deep end, hanging by the thread
Better take your last breath or lose it all, my friend

Set that alarm, grit your teeth
And walk among the dead
Welcome to the dead corps
This is your dead end

Say hello to my little friend
Say hello to my little friend
Say hello to my little friend