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Hollywood Undead – Dead Bite lyrics
[Intro: Danny]
Good night
Sleep tight
Don't let the dead bite
[Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears]
Johhny 3 and he's steppin' in the four door
'44 and it's pointed at your window
Ain't a good shot, here come 4 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
See my smile it was born from amphetamines
Better duck, 'cus it's war on my enemies
Oh God I think I lost it all now
Lost some, wanna watch the rest go
A mad man when I'm mixed with soco
Who woulda' thought a man could sink to so low?
Now who wants to die from the Mossberg shotty?
Puttin' holes in the hotel lobby
All you fake bitches are just another hobby
And I'll let you dig where I dump your body
[Hook: 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 got somethin' that'll blow your mind, mind.
[Verse 2: Charlie Scene]
You know I got a grenade
And it's got ya name on it
And I'mma spit on ya grave
And engrave a dick on it
People say I'm insane
And to put the brakes on it
Lemme' buy you a drink
How 'bout a ruffie, gin, and tonic?
Yeah, Charlie Scene, seems to be so hated
It's just me being intoxicated
'Cus 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 their doors
But I got nothin' but time, so I'mma wait on the porch
You got nowhere to run to, so don't try hiding
'Cus it'll only 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
[Hook: Danny]
What would you do if I told you I hate you?
What would you do if your life's on the liine?
What would you say if I told you I hate you?
I got somethin' that'll blow your mind, mind.
[Danny]
Good night, sleep tight, don't let the dead bite
Wrap a rope around your head and watch you as you take flight
[Verse 3: J-Dog]
You better check twice
Look under your bed
Turn on your night light
And cover up yo' head
'Cus we do exist
And there's no need to pretend
That you're not afraid, of me and the Undead
Red-redrum, when you look into these eyes
Say goodnight 'cus it's almost your bedtime
Buckle up 'cus it's time to fly
You got a first class ticket to Columbian Neckties
Take a seat, you can sit in the front row
The voice in your head is just me in your headphones
And everybody knows we're the Devil's heros
Come and get a ticket, follow me to the creep show
[Hook: Danny]
What would you do if I told you I hate you?
What would you do if your life's on the liine?
What would you say if I told you I hate you?
I got somethin' that'll blow your mind, mind!
[Danny]
Good night, sleep tight, don't let the dead bite
Wrap a rope around your head and watch you as you take flight
(X2)
Good night
Sleep tight
Don't let the dead bite
[Verse 1: Johnny 3 Tears]
Johhny 3 and he's steppin' in the four door
'44 and it's pointed at your window
Ain't a good shot, here come 4 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
See my smile it was born from amphetamines
Better duck, 'cus it's war on my enemies
Oh God I think I lost it all now
Lost some, wanna watch the rest go
A mad man when I'm mixed with soco
Who woulda' thought a man could sink to so low?
Now who wants to die from the Mossberg shotty?
Puttin' holes in the hotel lobby
All you fake bitches are just another hobby
And I'll let you dig where I dump your body
[Hook: 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 got somethin' that'll blow your mind, mind.
[Verse 2: Charlie Scene]
You know I got a grenade
And it's got ya name on it
And I'mma spit on ya grave
And engrave a dick on it
People say I'm insane
And to put the brakes on it
Lemme' buy you a drink
How 'bout a ruffie, gin, and tonic?
Yeah, Charlie Scene, seems to be so hated
It's just me being intoxicated
'Cus 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 their doors
But I got nothin' but time, so I'mma wait on the porch
You got nowhere to run to, so don't try hiding
'Cus it'll only 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
[Hook: Danny]
What would you do if I told you I hate you?
What would you do if your life's on the liine?
What would you say if I told you I hate you?
I got somethin' that'll blow your mind, mind.
[Danny]
Good night, sleep tight, don't let the dead bite
Wrap a rope around your head and watch you as you take flight
[Verse 3: J-Dog]
You better check twice
Look under your bed
Turn on your night light
And cover up yo' head
'Cus we do exist
And there's no need to pretend
That you're not afraid, of me and the Undead
Red-redrum, when you look into these eyes
Say goodnight 'cus it's almost your bedtime
Buckle up 'cus it's time to fly
You got a first class ticket to Columbian Neckties
Take a seat, you can sit in the front row
The voice in your head is just me in your headphones
And everybody knows we're the Devil's heros
Come and get a ticket, follow me to the creep show
[Hook: Danny]
What would you do if I told you I hate you?
What would you do if your life's on the liine?
What would you say if I told you I hate you?
I got somethin' that'll blow your mind, mind!
[Danny]
Good night, sleep tight, don't let the dead bite
Wrap a rope around your head and watch you as you take flight
(X2)
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