Bring Out Your Dead

It doesn't get easier
Pretending that you're dead
Hanging onto the nooses
Tied to the headboard of your bed

Well bring out your skeletons
They're buried in your backyard
How long have you had that body
In the trunk of your car?
Why does it smell like rotting in here?
When's the last time you put salt on those wounds?

Tell me
How much ammonia do you use?
To clean the blood from the wood floors
I'm trying to take notes from you

Cause I know you're covering up for somebody
And I know this job gets a bit bloody
I know you're covering up for somebody
Somebody like you

Bring out your dead
Let's compare bodies again
Praying for the end
Too bad god's not your friend
Bring out your dead
Let's compare bodies again
The devil said
You owe him for all your sins

Bring out your dead
Bring out your dead

So let's go ahead
And bury this hatchet with all of our skeletons
And clean up the bodies that we left in our beds
I'm so tired of laying with the bones again

Well show me your secret spots
Where you like to hide the dead
How many of those bodies of yours
Are missing their heads?
And how many times did it take?
Before you knew
That you enjoyed the thrill of the chase

Tell me
How much ammonia do you use?
To clean the blood from the wood floors
I'm trying to take notes from you

Cause I know you're covering up for somebody
And I know this job gets a bit bloody
I know you're covering up for somebody
Somebody like you

Bring out your dead
Let's compare bodies again
Praying for the end
Too bad god's not your friend
Bring out your dead
Let's compare bodies again
The devil said
You owe him for all your sins



Credits
Writer(s): Camren Fielding
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