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v.a.m.p.e.r. - shattered_souls lyrics

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[intro]
wanna dance under the moonlight

[verse 1:]
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, spinnin’ 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

[prechorus:]
d*e*a*d

if she’s got a pulse, then she’s not my type

[chorus:]
tell me what you’ve lost
demonize my flaws

do they call you when dumb needs a mascot?

do you leave your “throne” as you cast your stones?
i’m above living under your microscope
you dilate, god of your existence
begging me to listen while you “pray”
swallow in vain, silver spoon religion
closer from a distance

[verse 2: ]
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

[prechorus:]
d*e*a*d

if she’s got a pulse, then she’s not my type

[chorus:]
tell me what you’ve lost
demonize my flaws
do they call you when dumb needs a mascot?

do you leave your “throne” as you cast your stones?
i’m above living under your microscope

you dilate, god of your existence
begging me to listen while you “pray”
swallow in vain, silver spoon religion
closer from a distance

[verse 3:]
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

[bridge:]
cry baby, cry baby
did i just hear you whimper?
cry baby, cry

suck my middle f*cking finger

cry baby, cry baby
what have you done lately?
cry baby, cry baby
what have you done?

[prechorus:]
d*e*a*d

if she’s got a pulse, then she’s not my type

[chorus:]
tell me what you’ve lost
demonize my flaws

do they call you when dumb needs a mascot?

do you leave your “throne” as you cast your stones?
i’m above living under your microscope

you dilate, god of your existence
begging me to listen while you “pray”
swallow in vain, silver spoon religion
closer from a distance

[outro]
another day, a double shot of hate
drink it up like gasoline

“f*ck it,” make the best of it

- shattered_souls lyrics

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