Hollywood Undead – Dead Bite (Guitar)

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.44 and it's pointed at your window

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Ain't a good shot, here come four more

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Getting hot so I play in the snow

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In a town made wicked, made from these wicked things

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See the dead on the cover of a magazine

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See my smile, it was born from amphetamines

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Better duck 'cause it's war on my enemies

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Oh God, I think I lost it, oh no

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Lost some, wanna watch the rest go

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A mad man when I'm mixed with SoCo

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And who would've thought a man could sink to so low?

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Who wants to die from the Mossberg shotty?

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Putting holes in the hotel lobby

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All you fake bitches are just another hobby

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And I'll let you dig where I dump your body

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What would you do if I told you I hate you?

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What would you do if your life's on the line?

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What would you say if I told you I hate you?

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I got something that'll blow your mind, mind!

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You know I got a grenade and it's got your name on it

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I'mma spit on your grave and engrave a dick on it

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People say I'm insane and to put the brakes on it

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Let me buy you a drink, how 'bout a Roofie, Gin, and Tonic?

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Yeah, Charlie Scene seems to be so hated

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It's just me being intoxicated

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'Cause being sober's so overrated

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Hollywood Undead what have you created?

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I know that we have never really met before

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But tell me does this rag smell like chloroform?

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You know that I'm the reason people lock their doors

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But I got nothing but time so I'mma wait on the porch

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You got nowhere to run to so don't try hiding

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'Cause I'm known to be like Jack Nicholson from The Shining

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Yeah, I'm breaking your door down so don't try fighting

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Yeah, you gotta keep 'em fed or the dead keep biting

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What would you do if I told you I hate you?

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What would you do if your life's on the line?

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What would you say if I told you I hate you?

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I got something that'll blow your mind, mind!

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Good night! Sleep tight! Don't let the dead bite!

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Wrap a rope around your head!

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And watch you as you take flight!

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You better check twice, look under your bed

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Turn on your night light and cover up your head

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'Cause we do exist and there's no need to pretend

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That you're not afraid of meeting the Undead

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Red, red rum when you look into these eyes

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Say goodnight 'cause it's almost your bed time

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Buckle up 'cause it's time to fly

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You got a first-class ticket to Colombia neck ties

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Take a seat, you can sit in the front row

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The voice in your head is just me in your headphones

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Everybody knows that we're the devil's heroes

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Come and get a ticket, follow me to the creep show

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What would you do if I told you I hate you?

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What would you do if your life's on the line?

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What would you say if I told you I hate you?

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I got something that'll blow your mind, mind!

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Good night! Sleep tight! Don't let the dead bite!

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Wrap a rope around your head!

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And watch you as you take flight!

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Good night! Sleep tight! Don't let the dead bite!

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Wrap a rope around your head!

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And watch you as you take flight!