Twelve CC's

This is a quarantine, you aren't allowed to leave
Wall up this gray city, go home
The streets are empty
We're sterilized and clean
Unaware that I am the disease, run

This is us and here's the chance
That we've been waiting for, it's us
You should run or face us
And embrace the plague for now

Standing in the crowd spreading all
Throughout the scene
There is no vaccine, there is no cure for me
As dangerous as we seem
At least that's what we believe, run

You won't survive

This is us, I guarantee, you won't survive
It's us, you should run
While our plague infects the sound, run
(There's no vaccine, no cure for me)

You'll run
(There's no vaccine, no cure for me)
There's no vaccine, there's no cure for me