Day Of The Dead

Day Of The Dead - Hollywood Undead

Hold on Holy Ghost

Go on hold me close

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

We come from a world of oblivion

Bad dreams

I got all I need strapped

Right to my hamstring

I'm not really bad

I'm just made up of bad things

I'm really not a mad man

The voices keep asking

Born with a soul

That don't wanna be saved

Every time I look around

I see what a fiend made

Every time I die

I hope they digging up my grave

An undead one like the flag

That I wave

I'm not afraid to cry

From this coc*ine sickness

I'm not afraid to die

Let the good book witness

I ask and give none

Nope no forgiveness

The day of the dead

And you're on our hit list

So come all you misfits

B**ch you're on our hit list

Hold on Holy Ghost

Go on hold me close

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

So long to the ones you know

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

This is exactly what has to be done

It happened so gradually

It's like I magically happened to be

The phantom that cannot be

Let's this dagger cut jaggedly

While you're gasping so rapidly

While you gag on this rag

I see you all laughing so happily

It's okay to get startled

And be afraid of the dark

I'll just wait here to swallow your soul

And tear you apart

And I've already started

There ain't no saving your heart

This is the day of the dead

This is ain't no day in the park

Here I come here I come

Grab your guns and crossbows

And run better run from the skull

And crossbones

The fun has begun

Yeah it's hard to swallow

When I'm done

I ain't done

Cause it's hell that follows

Now get ready for sorrow

Cause it's hell that follows

Hold on Holy Ghost

Go on hold me close

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

So long to the ones you know

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

When the ashes start to rise

And the moon falls from the sky

And a thousand candles

Burn into the night

When the angels softly cry

On the flames below the sky

Would a thousand souls

Still pray for you and I

Hold on Holy Ghost

Go on hold me close

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

Go on hold me close

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

So long to the ones you know

Better run here we come

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

It's the day of the dead

Hold on Holy Ghost

It's the day of the dead