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Standing at accuracy's demise
We have reached the new world wasteland
Population converted one by one, thousands upon thousands
Like scavengers on waste, like vultures on sick, zombies outnumber the living
We are the outnumbered
We are the outnumbered

Find your post, find your shelter in hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protection with ambitions of beating the odds
Find your post, find your shelter in hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protection with ambitions of beating the odds

In a sea of stinking rot,
In a place where living humans are no longer the hunter
All the money in the world won't satisfy the enemy
Hunted, hunted, hunted, hunted
Standing at accuracy's demise we have reached the new world wasteland
Mankind is the losing faction; retreat is eternally hopeless


Find your post, find your shelter in hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protection with ambitions of beating the odds
Find your post, find your shelter in hopes of outliving the undead
Build your walls, maintain protection with ambitions of beating the odds

We are the outnumbered
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written by ANDREW TRICK, MICHAEL HRANICA, JAMES BANEY, LARRY WILLIAMS, CHRISTOPHER RUBEY, JEREMY DEPOYSTER
Lyrics © SONGS MUSIC PUBLISHING