The song COULD be loud just a warning also this song has more emphasis on the beat. As normally I would find one that is soft,smooth, and calm. Play song and enjoy.
Our world has insane as the norm.
In order to survive you gotta have will.
I have to conform.
After all in this new world you have to kill.
Everyone has madness.
I am not your conforming type.
As you can see I have sadness.
So stop with all the hype.
I have no lover.
I'm also at risk of being killed.
My place has no cover.
But I'm fine because I'm skilled.
I have a knife and a gun.
I kill 9 people everyday.
All I use though is my gun because it a lot more fun.
My kills are different every time but I have a way.
Everyone wears white.
Many are often eaten.
My new world is not a pretty site.
At least it is better than being beaten.
It is kinda helpful to be in a gang.
I'm not in one but I'm always playing hide and seek.
But it causes you everyday to hear a bang.
I kill 63 people a week.
My non conforming causes people to kill.
If someone's life isn't over I'm having them be on fire.
They say it makes people go crazy for my will.
Though I only burn people when it is dire.
I have a car full of bullets and goods.
The world is in a poor state.
Everyone has to wear whites hoods.
I used to have friends but I was too late.
I have an assault rifle and a sniper.
I often poisoned the bullets so they die.
My reputation makes me called a viper.
Why does the government lie?
They tried to start the walking dead.
Good thing for them because it succeeded.
But I think they are filled with dread.
As it their reputations have been exceeded.
The virus is spread through air.
They have all the safety they desire.
How is that fair!?
They are safe while I have to not let my food expire.
I am stuck with my knife.
As I stab people in the head.
I have to run for my life.
As I don't want to be dead.
I get knocked out and put in a van.
I gotta think fast.
Good think I got a plan.
But I don't know how long I will last.
I wake up tied to a chair.
Two males come in the room.
They cut my hair.
Did they send me to my doom?
I was greeted by a two men once more.
They want me to join their group.
The men are anti conforming and tell me lore.
I got some food and ate the soup.
They ask for an answer and I nod.
They gave me a branding on my back.
The two men give me a gun and on it is a mod.
I take out my old one from my backpack.
They gladly take it and throw it away.
I am glad I found more people like the ones I met.
My life is saved for another day.
They gave me a new magazine set.
I kill 441 zombies a day so that is double.
Me and my new group are all a sniper.
But now I help those in trouble.
Me and my friends are now a viper.
I hope you enjoyed. If you have any violin/piano songs let me know (cause I'm running low).
