Day Of The Dead

Survival is so overrated
All you get is a pain in the neck
I think I’d rather succumb to a bite or a scratch
Lay back, let the red do the rest
Just gimme your heart
And I’ll trade you my soul
Just gimme those eyes
And I’ll show you the world
I wanna make you
I wanna make you mine
I crave you but I fucking hate you too
Day of the Dead, bang your head
You’re so damn pretty I could eat your smile
I wanna break you
I wanna make you mine
Make you mine
Now comfortly numb I’m free
Free from you, free from this
In fact this life would be close to ecstasy
If I didn’t want you inside of me
Just gimme your heart
And I’ll trade you my soul
Just gimme those eyes
And I’ll show you the world
I wanna make you
I wanna make you mine
I crave you but I fucking hate you too
Day of the Dead, bang your head
You’re so damn pretty I could eat your smile
I wanna break you
I wanna make you mine
Make you mine
Full blown miracle
Made to feel minuscule
With this burden that we bare
Fuck it all, we don’t care
Full blown miracle
Made to feel minuscule
With this burden that we bare
Fuck it all, we don’t care
Full blown miracle
Made to feel minuscule
With this burden that we bare
Fuck it all, we don’t care
Full blown miracle
Made to feel minuscule
With this burden that we bare
Fuck it all, we don’t care
I wanna make you
I wanna make you mine
I crave you but I fucking hate you too
Day of the Dead, bang your head
You’re so damn pretty I could eat your smile
I wanna break you
I wanna make you mine
Make you mine