zombie
We As Human Lyrics


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Pretty plastic bottles
Lay beside your bed
With every dose you swallow
You lose your head

(And how) is your heart still bleeding?
(Where) did the human go?
(Yeah) they might keep you breathing
(Oh) but they numb your soul

Oh, where did all your fire go?

You're on the inside
And I know you're fighting
On the outside
Your flesh is dying
But this is not your funeral
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up the zombie
So long over medicated
Thinking nothing's wrong
Cause you're so sedated
This is not your funeral
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up the zombie!
Wake up the zombie!

You started forgetting who you really are
I'm getting kinda worried
You've been gone so long
(And how) is your body sleeping?
(Where) did the human go?
Has it stopped the healing?
(Oh) Have you lost you control?

Oh, where did all your fire go?

You're on the inside
And I know you're fighting
On the outside
Your flesh is dying
But this is not your funeral
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up the zombie
So long over medicated
Thinking nothing's wrong
Cause you're so sedated
This is not your funeral
Wake up, wake up, wake up
Wake up the zombie!
Wake up the zombie!

Pretty plastic bottles
Lay beside your bed




Overdose
Gonna lose your head

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of We As Human's "Zombie" delve into the dark and terrifying world of drug addiction. The opening lines paint a vivid picture of a person trapped in the cycle of addiction with "pretty plastic bottles" strewn beside their bed, representing the prescription medication they take to quell the pain. With every overdose, they "lose their head," succumbing to the stupefying effects of the drug. The chorus asks where the person's humanity has gone, questioning if they are still alive inside and if they have lost control, while filling them with a sense of urgency to "wake up the zombie." The song's title sums it up, with the word "zombie" representing a person whose soul has been numbed by the overuse of medication, rendering them lifeless and devoid of personality.


The song's bridge reveals that the addict has reached a point where they are forgetting who they were, with the song saying "you've been gone so long." The verses ask questions but don't provide any answers. They urge the addict to take control and wake up, reminding them that this isn't their funeral yet. The song ends with a strong line that the addict is going to "lose your head," which could either mean death or a complete breakdown of the person's psyche.


Line by Line Meaning

Pretty plastic bottles Lay beside your bed With every dose you swallow You lose your head
The plastic prescription bottles littered on your night table are a representation of your addiction. Each time you take your medicine, you lose a little bit of your grasp on reality.


(And how) is your heart still bleeding? (Where) did the human go? (Yeah) they might keep you breathing (Oh) but they numb your soul
The medication may keep you physically alive, but the cost is the loss of your humanity. The medicine has killed your soul, leaving you as an empty shell.


Oh, where did all your fire go?
The medication has dampened your passions and drive. You no longer possess the energy and conviction to truly live.


You're on the inside And I know you're fighting On the outside Your flesh is dying But this is not your funeral Wake up, wake up, wake up Wake up the zombie So long over medicated Thinking nothing's wrong Cause you're so sedated This is not your funeral Wake up, wake up, wake up Wake up the zombie! Wake up the zombie!
The chorus implores the listener to awaken from their medicated slumber and fight the death of their spirit. It's not yet time for their funeral, and there's still hope to breathe life back into themselves.


You started forgetting who you really are I'm getting kinda worried You've been gone so long (And how) is your body sleeping? (Where) did the human go? Has it stopped the healing? (Oh) Have you lost you control?
The medication has not only destroyed the listener's soul, but it has taken away their memories and sense of self. The artist is worried and begs for the listener to wake up and take control of their own healing.




Lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: BLAIR DALY, JUSTIN CORDLE, SKIDD MILLS

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