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Filling me up with all their morals and their rules, but i like it better
Cause i can do what i want, lying on the table she smiles and she stares
I never got along with the girls at my school, i wanna fuck Code, but i like it better
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red, cause i can do what i want
Don t even cry if i shoot in their hair, i wanna fuck T.S.O.L., i wanna fuck
I wanna fuck, i wanna fuck the dead, middle of the night so silently
Cause i can do what i want, don t even cry if i shoot in their hair, they d pile all their problems on my head
and they won t complain
I d rather go out and fuck the dead, and they won t complain
They don t scream and they don t moan, i wanna fuck the dead
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red, middle of the night so silently
Filling me up with all their morals and their rules, and they won t complain
Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red, if she smells of formaldehyde
Don t even cry if i shoot in their hair, cause i can do what i want
filling me up with all their morals and their rules
And they won t complain, filling me up with all their morals and their rules
And i don t even care how she died, i never got along with the girls at my school, but i like it better
And they won t complain, i never got along with the girls at my school
they d pile all their problems on my head
And i don t even care how she died, i never got along with the girls at my school
i d rather go out and fuck the dead
I wanna fuck the dead, i wanna fuck the dead, filling me up with all their morals and their rules
Middle of the night so silently, middle of the night so silently T.S.O.L., i wanna fuck the dead
I creep on over to the mortuary, cause i can do what i want
i wanna fuck the dead
I wanna fuck, middle of the night so silently
I wanna fuck, their cold blue flesh makes me turn red Code, cause i can do what i want
I wanna fuck, their cold blue flesh makes me turn red, i wanna fuck the dead