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POORSTACY - Día De Los Muertos lyrics

Artist: POORSTACY

album: Party At The Cemetery


We're the freaks that only come out at night
The troublemaker kids
Put your bloody thin fucking fingers in the air
And cut your wrists
I need all the sex, drugs and attention
'Cause I'm a piece of shit
Put your bloody thin fucking fingers in the air
And cut your wrists
(Put your bloody thin fucking fingers in the air)
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
It's the day of the dead, I forgot all the heckes
Keep the impulse inside with the knife and the smile on my face
When the clock strikes 12 and she casts a spell
I'll be waiting wide awake
♪
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
♪
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die

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