Johnny 3, and he's dipping in the 4 door .44, and it's pointed at your window Ain't a good shot, here come four more Gettin' hot, so i play in the snow In a town made wicked, made from these wicked things See the dead on the cover of a magazine I see my smile, it was born from amphetamines Better duck, 'cause it's war on my enemies Oh, god, think i lost it oh no Lost some and wanna watch the rest go A mad man when i'm missed with soco Who woulda thought a man could sink to so low Now, who wants to die from the mossberg shotty!? I'm puttin' holes in the hotel lobby! All you fake bitches is just another hobby! And i'll let you dig where i dump your body
Danny
What would you do if I told you I hate you? What would you do if your life's on the line? What would you say if I told you I hate you? I've got somethin' that'll blow your mind.. mind
Charlie scene
You know i got a grenade, and it's got your name on it I'mma spit on your grave and engrave a dick on it People say i'm insane and to put the breaks on it Let me buy you a drink, how 'bout a roofie, gin and tonic? Yeah, charlie scene seems to be so hated It's just me being intoxicated 'cause being sober's so overrated Hollywood undead, what have you created? I know that we have never really met before But, tell me, does this rag smell like chloroform? You know that i'm the reason people lock the doors But, i got nothin' but time, so, i'ma wait on the porch You got nowhere to run, too, so, don't try hiding 'cause i'm known to be like jack nicholson from the shining Yeah, i'm breaking your door down, so, don't try fighting Yeah, you gotta keep 'em fed, or the dead keep biting
Danny
What would you do if I told you I hate you? What would you do if your life's on the line?.. What would you say if I told you I hate you? I've got somethin' that'll blow your mind.. mind Goodnight, sleep tight Don't let the dead bite Wrap a wrap around your head and watch you as you take flight
J-dog
You better check twice, look under your bed Turn on your nightlight, cover up your head 'cause we do exist, and there's no need to pretend That you're not afraid of me and the undead Red, red rum, when you look into these eyes Say goodnight, 'cause it's almost your bedtime Buckle up, 'cause it's time to fly You got a first-class ticket to columbian neckties Take a seat, you could sit in the front row The voice in your head is just me in your headphones Everybody knows that we're the devil's heroes Come and get a ticket, follow me to the creep show
Danny
What would you do if I told you I hate you? What would you do if your life's on the line?.. What would you say if I told you I hate you? I've got somethin' that'll blow your mind.. mind Goodnight, sleep tight Don't let the dead bite Wrap a wrap around your head and watch you as you take flight Goodnight, sleep tight Don't let the dead bite Wrap a wrap around your head and watch you as you take flight
Compositores: Daniel Murillo (BMI), Dylan Peter Alvarez (Funny Man) (BMI), George Arthur Ragan (BMI), Griffin Barry Boice (BMI), Jordon Kristopher Terrell (BMI), Jorel Decker (BMI), Matthew Alexis Busek (Kurlzz da) (BMI)Editores: Griffin Boice Music (BMI), Songs Of Octone (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #7183169 em 21/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM