Dawn of the Dead

What can I do here I’m locked up in this mall
My buddy flyboy is dead
I’m in the rafters the biker gang’s inside
I’m fucked — I got the gun up to my head
Dawn Of the dead
You’re gonna lose your head
I can’t remember how long we’ve held our ground
with all the creatures outside
The radio says there’s no place left to run
Tonight there ain’t no point to hide
Dawn of the dead
You’re gonna lose your head
I gotta get away, I gotta get the fuck away
My brain is numb now; don’t know what to do
Don’t wanna play this fucking game
The chopper’s upstairs I gotta make a run
Tonight, try N' make it to the day
Dawn of the dead
You’re gonna lose your head