How About A Game?

WickedTemptress · 08-28-2005

Dead Girl By: Acid Bath

Dead girl
There will never be another one that dreams like you
Dead girl
There will never be another one that screams like you
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
Delilah played the dead girl at the freak show
She smiles like a ghost
Like zombies eatin' dust in Mexico
Life dries cold beneath the dead soul lights
She asked if it would hurt
I smiled and said no
The lie ran down my chin like embryo
She smiles like a corpse
Like zombies eatin' dust in Mexico
Life dries cold beneath the dead soul lights
When death sleeps, it dreams of you
Dead girl
There will never be another one to look in your eyes
Dead girl
There will never be another one that bleeds like you
I been dryin' in a dead age
I been reekin' of the new plague
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Sister burn the temple
And stand beneath the moon
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Burning your black flags
Burning your black flags
I been dryin' in a dead age
I been reekin' of the new plague
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Sister burn the temple
And stand beneath the moon
The sound of the ocean is dead
It's just the echo of the blood in your head
Burning your black flags
Burning your black flags

08-28-2005	#4
WickedTemptress Members Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: New Orleans Posts: 251	Re: How About A Game? Dead Girl By: Acid Bath Dead girl There will never be another one that dreams like you Dead girl There will never be another one that screams like you When death sleeps, it dreams of you Delilah played the dead girl at the freak show She smiles like a ghost Like zombies eatin' dust in Mexico Life dries cold beneath the dead soul lights She asked if it would hurt I smiled and said no The lie ran down my chin like embryo She smiles like a corpse Like zombies eatin' dust in Mexico Life dries cold beneath the dead soul lights When death sleeps, it dreams of you Dead girl There will never be another one to look in your eyes Dead girl There will never be another one that bleeds like you I been dryin' in a dead age I been reekin' of the new plague The sound of the ocean is dead It's just the echo of the blood in your head Sister burn the temple And stand beneath the moon The sound of the ocean is dead It's just the echo of the blood in your head Burning your black flags Burning your black flags I been dryin' in a dead age I been reekin' of the new plague The sound of the ocean is dead It's just the echo of the blood in your head Sister burn the temple And stand beneath the moon The sound of the ocean is dead It's just the echo of the blood in your head Burning your black flags Burning your black flags __________________ -Wicked Temptress Crypt Cash: Where your checks last longer than you will! Written Temptations: Want your surfers to whip out the plastic?