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Sat alone, the party's died
Brush your teeth, say goodnight
Tell me something, tell me anything
Someone make some noise
Why aren't you talking to me?
Sick of the silence of TV
Maybe it's all inside my head
But you just can't make friends with the walking dead
Evening meal side-by-side, seldom see eye-to-eye,
Handshakes, headaches, laundry soap flakes
Someone make some noise
Who's gonna keep me company?
Withnail or High Fidelity?
So why are you talking to me?
Sick of the silence of TV
Maybe it's all inside my head
But you just can't make friends with the walking dead
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