Dying In A Red Dress - Explicit
Words and Music by Patrick Harnish
Good girls don't breathe.
They just smile in agony.
Their nails are always black.
And the dead ones won't kiss back.
Yeah!
Dying in a red dress.
She's dying with her high heels on.
She's bleeding in a red dress.
Bleeding with her high heels on.
Their bones will rest just fine
If you set them in their binds.
The burned ones won't come back
And their nails are deep space black.
Yeah!
Dying in a red dress.
She's dying with her high heels on.
She's bleeding in a red dress.
She's bleeding with her high heels on.
Fucking screaming in a red dress.
She's screaming until her voice is gone.
She's dying in a red dress.
They'll find you at the light of dawn.
Death won't last forever, aren't you clever, on your own.
You got all dressed up for the dance tonight, and found your guests all like to bite.
This will last forever.
This will last forever.
This will last forever.
This will last forever!
Dying in a red dress.
She's dying with her high heels on.
She's bleeding in a red dress.
She's bleeding with her high heels on.
Fucking screaming in a red dress.
She's screaming until her voice is gone.
She's dying in a red dress.
They'll find you at the light of dawn.
Yeah!
Whoa yeah!