It's your best years that they want to steal
Your dreams are a lie and love isn't real
Work and debt and power and position
Making you close your mouth and listen
But what do you do
March in time with the Living Dead
Open your mouth to get spoon fed
While the voice inside your head is calling
Get out there's no one coming
To save you
Too caught up in the Clampdown
Pretty faces but there's no one around
They're awake but they're sleeping
March on by a future weeping
But what do you do
March in time with the Living Dead
Open your mouth to get spoon fed
While the voice inside your head is calling
Get out there's no one coming
To save you
The Neighborhood Threat - Death March Lyrics
The Neighborhood Threat - Death March Lyrics
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It's your best years that they want to steal
Your dreams are a lie and love isn't real
Work and debt and power and position
Making you close your mouth and listen
But what do you do
March in time with the Living Dead
Open your mouth to get spoon fed
While the voice inside your head is calling
Get out there's no one coming
To save you
Too caught up in the Clampdown
Pretty faces but there's no one around
They're awake but they're sleeping
March on by a future weeping
But what do you do
March in time with the Living Dead
Open your mouth to get spoon fed
While the voice inside your head is calling
Get out there's no one coming
To save you
Your dreams are a lie and love isn't real
Work and debt and power and position
Making you close your mouth and listen
But what do you do
March in time with the Living Dead
Open your mouth to get spoon fed
While the voice inside your head is calling
Get out there's no one coming
To save you
Too caught up in the Clampdown
Pretty faces but there's no one around
They're awake but they're sleeping
March on by a future weeping
But what do you do
March in time with the Living Dead
Open your mouth to get spoon fed
While the voice inside your head is calling
Get out there's no one coming
To save you
Writer: Kevin Murphy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid