With the corniest ploys
Who take the easiest girls
To our sleaziest worlds
With our lecherous plans
In our treacherous hands
You'd be wasting your time
Saying no, it's a crime
All that we live for you'll regret
All you remember we'll forget
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
With our decadent minds
And our innocent lines
You'll be playing our games
With your bodies in flames
When delirious fun
Has seriously begun
You'll be down on your knees
You'll be begging us please
All we're demanding you'll supply
All we're accused of we'll deny
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
We're twilight's parasites
With self-inflicted wounds
We are the dead of night
We're in the zombie room
Heavenly oversights
Eating from silver spoons
We're the horniest boys With the corniest ploys Who take the easiest girls To our sleaziest worlds With our lecherous plans In our treacherous hands You'd be wasting your time Saying no, it's a crime All that we live for you'll regret All you remember we'll forget We are the dead of night We're in the zombie room We're twilight's parasites With self-inflicted wounds We are the dead of night We're in the zombie room Heavenly oversights Eating from silver spoons With our decadent minds And our innocent lines You'll be playing our games With your bodies in flames When delirious fun Has seriously begun You'll be down on your knees You'll be begging us please All we're demanding you'll supply All we're accused of we'll deny We are the dead of night We're in the zombie room We're twilight's parasites With self-inflicted wounds We are the dead of night We're in the zombie room Heavenly oversights Eating from silver spoons Explain Request ×
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