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From the recording zombified

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Zombified is the lead single off of Mad Routine's upcoming album, True Substance.

Lyrics

You know mad routine, we keep it rock steady

Aye you draggin legs like you’re the walking dead
You wanna crawl in bed
With your dying breath, may you be laid to rest
But if you want success, you gotta seize it
Take it head on, never stop livin the dream and
Damn, I get the feeling you seem to be nodding off
What is it they say about them sleeping dogs?
Time to lie awake weighin' pro’s and cons
Oh will you fight another day or embrace it all like

I'm not afraid
Pullin' the roots outta your grave
Shakin' 'em loose
I know you'll sneak around, pick apart, tether my brain
(They're all around me, but I refuse to get up)
I know you'll run me right down if I get up
I know you'll pick apart, tether my brain
I know the game

Sleepwalking to the beat of your life
Feeling ill, got no will to fight
We caught you dead to rights
Sleepwalking to the beat of your life
Feeling ill
Looking zombified
(you looking zombified)

Oh, you think you’re gonna catch me alive?
Nice try
You’ll find me starin’ at you dead in the eyes
Bullseye
You’re all around me
Guess you got me surrounded
Smother me to the ground and
Give me a good pounding
You’re sounding real mad they keep you unaccounted for
Why would anyone believe that you’re wanting more
I’m getting tired and fuck it I’ve been patient
Been trying to hard shutdown the situation
But you keep on getting stuck in that revolving door
You keep on making choices that you can’t afford

You gotta get messy
You know the cushion ain’t your friend you gotta get ready
They’re gonna push, they’re gonna pull, it’s gonna get heavy
But you know mad routine
We keep it rock steady
Get in the kitchen
We got the pot ready
Not petty
Cause life’ll go on without you, better get sweaty
But don’t complain about the heat or you’ll be light headed
You wantin’ on this beat?
Then keep it rock steady
Get in the kitchen
We got the pot ready

I'm not afraid
Pullin' the roots outta your grave
Shakin' 'em loose
I know you'll sneak around, pick apart, tether my brain
(They're all around me, but I refuse to get up)
I know you'll run me right down if I get up
I know you'll pick apart, tether my brain
I know the game

Sleepwalking to the beat of your life
Feeling ill, got no will to fight
We caught you dead to rights
Sleepwalking to the beat of your life
Feeling ill
Looking zombified
(you looking zombified)
Sleepwalking to the beat of your life
Feeling ill, got no will to fight
We caught you dead to rights
Sleepwalking to the beat of your life
That's how they found me oh...

They're all around me
But I refuse to get up
I'm on the downbeat
Makin' the usual fuss
That's how they found me
So how will you get caught?
(we keep it rock steady)
Sleepwalkin'? Sleepwalking yeah you're
you're sleepwalking to the beat of your life
Feeling ill, got no will to fight
We caught you dead to rights
Sleepwalking to the beat of your life
Feeling ill
Looking zombified

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