death parade dress me up and take me dress me up and make me your dying god Now we hold the "ugly head" the Mary-whore is at the bed They've cast the shadow
like you I'm someone else, I'm someone new I'm someone stupid, just like you The valley of the dolls Is the valley of the dead The valley of the dolls Is the valley
up, dumb it down Good God is hard to find But you're the crowd that wants to see me dead Right now I feel I'm alive for the first time Marching for your death
My mouth was a crib And it was growing lies I didn't know what love was on that day Her hearts a tiny blood clot I picked at it, it never heals, it never
a scared little girl I got a angel in the lobby He's waiting to put me in line I won't ask forgiveness My faith has gone dry Shes got christing prescripters And death
The monkey, the man, then the gun I am a revolution Pull my knuckles down, if I could I am a revelation And I'm nailed to the holy wood This is evolution
And I'm a black rainbow And I'm an ape of god I got a face that's made for violence and porn And I'm a teen distortion Survived abortion A rebel from
Dear God do ya wanna tear knuckles down and hold yourself Dear God can you climb off that tree you made into the shape of a T Dear God the paper says
Is this what you wanted? This is what you get. Turned all your lives into this shit. You never accepted or treated me fair blame me for what I believe
There was christ in the metal shell There was blood on the pavement The camera will make you God Until jack becomes sainted If you die when there's
I was good enough Then I'd know that I am not alone Death is policeman Death is a priest Death is a stereo Death is T.V. Death is the devil Death is an angel Death
This is for the people that want you This is for the people that want you This is for the people that want you Get high on violence baby President dead
all just sing this song We all just sing this song We all just sing this song Valley of death, we are free Your fathers your prison(?) you see Valley of death
wanna be just like you We wanna be just like you We sing the death song kids We sing the death song kids We sing the death song kids We sing the death
t give a shit The death of one is a tragedy The death of one is a tragedy The death of one is a tragedy The death of a million is just a statistic But
I got a crush on a pretty pistol Should I tell her that I feel this way? Father told us to be faithful I got a crush on a pretty pistol Should I tell
Today I'm dirty I want to to be pretty Tomorrow I know, I'm just dirt Today I'm dirty I want to to be pretty Tomorrow I know, I'm just dirt We are the
In the shadow of the valley of death In the shadow of the valley of death In the shadow of the valley of death In the shadow of the valley of death In