Alive as you and me Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead" "I never died" says he Says Joe "I didn't die" It's there you find Joe Hill I dreamed, I saw Joe Hill last night "The copper bosses killed you, Joe" "They shot you Joe" says I "Takes more than

Big guns and big whips Rich nigga talkin' big shit Double cup, gold wrist Double up on that blow, bitch Two mil on that I-95 Bow your head cuz it's time to pay tax Opposition want me dead or alive Motherfucker but the devil is a lie The devil is a lie,

I think I've lost my mind What a pity, it's so pretty Looking through the bars and I see my city But I'm feeling so alive Yeah I'm feeling so alive Woke up one morning on the sunset strip Put the half smoked blunt and some blood on my lip Hit up the

Sickness spilling through your eyes, Sickness spilling through your eyes Craving everything that you thought was alive Stab me in my heart again Drag me through you wasted life Are you forever dead? Do like I told you, stay away from me Never

I'll sleep when I'm dead Gonna live while I'm alive 'Til they roll me over And lay my bones to rest Is all that I need Got no use for Sunday 'Cause I don't rest in peace Until I'm six feet under Sleep when I'm dead, sleep when I'm dead

Alive or dead, but not dead yet Widdershins and hence we fly The left hand path Attract a wicked mind The path I walked is now covered in dust of contrition as you say I've lost my way The nights getting clouded over I hear the echo of your call

Survivors of this morbid fate The reborn meek not live not dead Are left to start a new Misshapen and half mutated Not a zombie not a human Evil creatures grew Not one thing left alive but them The strongest will begin to reign A new society takes place

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive I'm wanted dead or alive It's all the same, only the names will change Everyday, it seems we're wastin' away Another place where the faces are so cold I drive all night just to get

And the sun will rise Dawn will break through the blackest night Distant in its glow This shall pass be still and know In this struggle Are we dead or alive? Freedom is not existence It's why we survive Shake our grief

Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the dead. Imprisoned souls. Trapped for eternity. Black crows break the silence. The garden of the dead s alive