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Motionless In White

Not My Type: Dead As Fuck 2

 

Not My Type: Dead As Fuck 2

(album: Graveyard Shift - 2017)


She's got no soul, heart black as coal
She's from Hollywood Forever, dug her out of a hole
And here we go again, spinning me in her web
She said "there's just no rest for the queen of the dead"

There's just no rest for the queen of the dead
There's just no rest for the queen...

Another trick to treat with candy apple dreams
Gonna rot her teeth cause I'm so sweet
One lick to rule them all
They crumble as they crawl

She loves me cause I like to give head like a zombie
Eat, eat, eat till her insides are on me
She loves me cause I give head like a zombie
Eat, eat, eat, and nobody's gonna stop me
And in the glow of the pale moonlight
She goes for a spin on my haunted hayride
Tried out the living but I don't believe the hype
Cause if she's got a pulse then she's not my type
Yeah, if she's got a pulse then she's not my type, yeah

If she's got a pulse then she's not my type, yeah
If she's got a pulse, if she's got a pulse

She's got a temper in stock, made of hemlock
Uses absinthe as a lip gloss
Death hawk, fresh New Rock's
She'll use your corpse as a catwalk

She'll use your corpse as a catwalk
She'll use your corpse

She loves me cause I like to give head like a zombie
Eat, eat, eat till her insides are on me
She loves me cause I give head like a zombie
Eat, eat, eat, and nobody's gonna stop me
And in the glow of the pale moonlight
She goes for a spin on my haunted hayride
Tried out the living but I don't believe the hype
Cause if she's got a pulse then she's not my type
If she's got a pulse then she's not my type

She'll use your corpse as a catwalk
Plays truth or dare in the mirror
Uses absinthe as a lip gloss
Undead, but won't shed a tear

She's my graveyard baby
She's my...

She loves me cause I like to give head like a zombie
Eat, eat, eat till her insides are on me
She loves me cause I give head like a zombie
Eat, eat, eat, and nobody's gonna stop me
And in the glow of the pale moonlight
She goes for a spin on my haunted hayride
Tried out the living but I don't believe the hype
Cause if she's got a pulse then she's not my type
If she's got a pulse then she's not my type

D-E-A-D
If she's got a pulse then she's not my...

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