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74 lines
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Hold on holy ghost, go on, hold me close
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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We come from a world of oblivion, bad dreams
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I got all I need strapped right to my hamstring
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I'm not really bad, I'm just made up of bad things
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I'm really not a madman, the voices keep asking
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Born with a soul that don't wanna be saved
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Every time I look around, I see what a fiend made
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Every time I die, I hope they're digging up my grave
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An Undead one like the flag that I wave
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I'm not afraid to cry from this cocaine sickness
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I'm not afraid to die, let the good book witness
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I ask and give none, nope, no forgiveness
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The day of the dead, and you're on our hit list
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So come, all you misfits, bitch, you're on our hit list!
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Hold on holy ghost, go on, hold me close
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost, so long to the ones you know
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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This is exactly what has to be done, it happened so gradually
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It's like I magically happened to be this phantom that cannot be
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Let this dagger cut jaggedly while you're gasping so rapidly
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While you gag on this rag, I see you all laughing so happily
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It's okay to get startled and be afraid of the dark
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I'll just wait here to swallow your soul and tear you apart
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And I've already started, there ain't no saving your heart
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This is the day of the dead, this ain't no day in the park
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Here I come, here I come, grab your guns and crossbows
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And run, better run from the skull and crossbones
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The fun has begun, yeah, it's hard to swallow
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When I'm done, I ain't done 'cause it's hell that follows
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Now get ready for sorrow
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'Cause it's hell that follows
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Hold on holy ghost, go on, hold me close
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost, so long to the ones you know
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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When the ashes start to rise and the moon falls from the sky
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And a thousand candles burn into the night
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When the angels softly cry, on the plains below the sky
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Would a thousand souls still pray for you and I?
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Hold on holy ghost, go on, hold me close
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost, go on, hold me close
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost, so long to the ones you know
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Better run, here we come, it's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost
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It's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost
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It's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost
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(Here's to the Damned)'
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It's the day of the dead
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Hold on holy ghost
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(Here's to the Damned)
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It's the day of the dead
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Name Day Of The Dead
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Artist Hollywood Undead
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Album Day Of The Dead
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