Here i tell i story
what happens in my life
a reason why i´m getting nuts
sitting on my bike
undead drivers in their cars
never looking back
brainless omes with hats on top
on their killing track
Zombie driversin my back , let´s run
before it´s to late
zombie drivers ride like hell , escape
before it´s to late
Everytime of traffic jam
those people are involved
transport systems failing :
remember what i told
they don´t feel , sad ´n run
never turning back
seems to be a epidemic line,
through the time neglect
Here i told a story
what happens in my life
a reason why still getting nutssitting on my bike
undead drivers in their cars
never looking back
brainless ones with hats on top
on their killing track
