Gas-Station Chips

funny, emotional, inspiring, indie inspired, thumping, cute funny song to inspire

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[Intro]
…Wait.
Did my chest just go
*thump-thump?*

No no no…
That can’t be good.

[Verse 1]
Used to stumble through the graveyard haze,
Eating gas-station chips for days,
Lost an eyeball back in June,
Found it floating in a soup spoon.

Neighbors screamed when I said “hey,”
Mostly ‘cause my arm fell off halfway,
Life was simple being undead,
No taxes, no feelings, no existential dread.

[Pre-Chorus]
But then one night beneath the moon,
My cold dead chest went boom-boom-boom,
I thought it was trapped gas at first…
Turns out my heart got reimbursed.

[Chorus]
Oh no, my heartbeat’s back,
Now I’m having panic attacks,
I used to groan and chase down brains,
Now I cry at puppy names.

Thump-thump, what’s happening to me?
I just bought scented candles accidentally,
Went from zombie king of doom…
To dancing while I vacuum the room.

[Verse 2]
I started showering twice a week,
Brushing moss out of my teeth,
Started saying “please” and “thanks,”
Now the skeletons call me fake.

Craved a salad yesterday,
Then apologized to prey,
Watched a rom-com, shed a tear,
Now I moisturize behind the ears.

[Pre-Chorus]
My zombie crew all gathered ‘round,
When they heard my healthy human sound,
“Bro… your heartbeat sounds kinda lame.”
Yeah well, Carl, I learned my name.

[Chorus]
Oh no, my heartbeat’s back,
I bought matching pillows for my shack,
Used to howl and spread disease,
Now I compost autumn leaves.

Thump-thump, what a twist,
I even made a dentist list,
Went from undead lord of fright…
To crying at weddings every night.

[Bridge]
Last week I chased a human guy…
Just to return his dropped apple pie,
He said, “Sir… are you okay?”
I said, “Emotionally? No way.”

And every beat inside my chest,
Feels weirdly warm beneath the stress,
Like somewhere under rot and grime…
I slowly came back life this time.

[Final Chorus]
Oh wow… my heartbeat stayed,
Guess the monster kind of faded,
Still got stitches, still smell strange,
But maybe dead things still can change.

Thump-thump, loud and true,
Got a second life to stumble through,
And if my heart can start again…
Maybe there’s hope for all of them.

[Outro]
…Also…
Can someone teach me taxes?

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[Intro] …Wait. Did my chest just go *thump-thump?* No no no… That can’t be good. [Verse 1] Used to stumble through the graveyard haze, Eating gas-station chips for days, Lost an eyeball back in June, Found it floating in a soup spoon. Neighbors screamed when I said “hey,” Mostly ‘cause my arm fell off halfway, Life was simple being undead, No taxes, no feelings, no existential dread. [Pre-Chorus] But then one night beneath the moon, My cold dead chest went boom-boom-boom, I thought it was trapped gas at first… Turns out my heart got reimbursed. [Chorus] Oh no, my heartbeat’s back, Now I’m having panic attacks, I used to groan and chase down brains, Now I cry at puppy names. Thump-thump, what’s happening to me? I just bought scented candles accidentally, Went from zombie king of doom… To dancing while I vacuum the room. [Verse 2] I started showering twice a week, Brushing moss out of my teeth, Started saying “please” and “thanks,” Now the skeletons call me fake. Craved a salad yesterday, Then apologized to prey, Watched a rom-com, shed a tear, Now I moisturize behind the ears. [Pre-Chorus] My zombie crew all gathered ‘round, When they heard my healthy human sound, “Bro… your heartbeat sounds kinda lame.” Yeah well, Carl, I learned my name. [Chorus] Oh no, my heartbeat’s back, I bought matching pillows for my shack, Used to howl and spread disease, Now I compost autumn leaves. Thump-thump, what a twist, I even made a dentist list, Went from undead lord of fright… To crying at weddings every night. [Bridge] Last week I chased a human guy… Just to return his dropped apple pie, He said, “Sir… are you okay?” I said, “Emotionally? No way.” And every beat inside my chest, Feels weirdly warm beneath the stress, Like somewhere under rot and grime… I slowly came back life this time. [Final Chorus] Oh wow… my heartbeat stayed, Guess the monster kind of faded, Still got stitches, still smell strange, But maybe dead things still can change. Thump-thump, loud and true, Got a second life to stumble through, And if my heart can start again… Maybe there’s hope for all of them. [Outro] …Also… Can someone teach me taxes?

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