Brainz
I got several ways that I should have been dead in yesterday's madness and mind set because people often like to keep me around like a pet. My cage binds me to the rules and the paradox of undeath doesn't seem to cover all the issues I've been having like trying to eat and sleep when I'm out of the forest. If you want me, you gotta treat me. Right now I got a 200 mile glance and most of what brought me here is adventure and romance, like they said if I want it I gotta take a chance. Gamble away my life like you're zombified into the game and everyone wants to play for fame and I play for keeps, don't mind me if I give you the creeps. Call me underground because I came from the coffin, so when you buy me a drink remember to pour out some scotch or Gin.
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