Not My Type: Dead as Fuck 2 Motionless in White

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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

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
(I) eat, eat, eat 'til her insides are on me
She loves me 'cause I give head like a zombie
(I) 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

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

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