Lowood - Walking Dead

I get out to clean my brain
I'm shattered in here
in the aftermath I understand
you're a walking dead

I will fly high
never unite
with the boy who let
me down

I'm tired of making up
for troubles with no end
I don't get paid for overtime
don't occupy my mind
don't occupy my mind
I will fly high
never unite
with the boy who let
me down

I get out to make new plans
another town in sight
the winter and the cold is near
I'm taking off from here
I'm taking off from here

I will fly high
never unite
with the boy who let
me down
with no boy who lets
me down
with no boy who lets
me down
with no boy who lets
me down.