
My Life With The Living Dead Songtext
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I took a job at the factory
When I realized that you were not coming back to me
I put your letters in the kitchen drawer
I should not read them anymore
The substitute cult heroes union
Is still without a contract
My life with the living dead
When I realized that you were not coming back to me
I put your letters in the kitchen drawer
I should not read them anymore
The substitute cult heroes union
Is still without a contract
My life with the living dead
All dressed up in nightmares
They took me to bed
My life with the living dead
Long walk off a short stage
They took me instead
I joined a band called the Haunted Hearts
Wrote some dubious keyboard parts
I wore my eyeliner just like you
Just like you taught me how to
The substitute cult heroes union
Is still without a contract
My life with the living dead
All dressed up in nightmares
They took me to bed
My life with the living dead
Long walk off a short stage
They took me instead
The band thinks I sold my soul
For rock & roll
But God only knows
I sold it for a lock of your hair
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
They took me to bed
My life with the living dead
Long walk off a short stage
They took me instead
I joined a band called the Haunted Hearts
Wrote some dubious keyboard parts
I wore my eyeliner just like you
Just like you taught me how to
The substitute cult heroes union
Is still without a contract
My life with the living dead
All dressed up in nightmares
They took me to bed
My life with the living dead
Long walk off a short stage
They took me instead
The band thinks I sold my soul
For rock & roll
But God only knows
I sold it for a lock of your hair
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
To keep underneath my pillow
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