Zombies

They go to the office like zombies
when I’m on the bus,
I feel like I’m the only one
hoping something to change.

Their eyes tell me nothing ‘bout the future,
and if I see myself on that boat,
I’m jumping overboard,
willing to scape.

Because I see zombies in the streets,
zombies in the shops,
zombies in this places,
I see zombies everywhere.

In the church, in the bars, in the government,
they all look the same
they got nothing to say.
I’m sending an S.O.S. in this place,
anybody here? is there anybody here?

They go to the office like zombies
when I’m on the bus,
I feel like I’m the only one
hoping something to change.

Their eyes tell me nothing ‘bout the future,
and if I see myself on that boat,
I’m jumping overboard,
willing to scape.

Because I see zombies in the streets,
zombies in the shops,
zombies in this places,
I see zombies everywhere.