Día De Los Muertos letra

We're the freaks that only come out at night, the troublemaker kids
Put your filthy fucking fingers in the air and cut your wrists
I need all of the sex, drugs, and attention 'cause I'm a piece of shit
Put your filthy fucking fingers in the air and cut your wrists
(Put your bloody fucking fingers in the air)

Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die

It's the day of the dead, I forgot all the heckles
Keep the impulse inside with the knife and the smile on my face
When the clock strikes twelve and she casts that spell
I'll be waiting, wide awake

Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die

Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die
Die, die, die, die, die, die

Poorstacy - Letras

• Bad Vibes
• Children Of The Dark
• Choose Life (feat.Travis Barker)
• Darkness
• Día De Los Muertos
• Don't Drive (We Drank Too Much Tonight)
• Don't Go Outside
• Don't Look At Me
• Drugs
• Empty Room
• Fall Back
• Get Out
• Help!
• Heroin
• Hills Have Eyes
• Hollow
• I Can't Sleep (feat. Iann Dior)
• I Want Smoke
• Isolated
• Jump
• Knife Party (feat. Oli Sykes)
• Lost
• Make Up
• No Regrets
• Nothing Left (feat. Travis Barker)
• OKAY
• Party At The Cemetery
• Play Pretend
• Public Enemy
• Run
• Without You