Bronx Casket Co. Little Dead Girl
See the devil in a latexdress
Not sure if she's alive or dead
Doesn't matter but it's nice to see
Depravity
Feel the devil ridin' up my sleeve
There's a hunger she cannot feed
Blue - black hair in the candlelight
You know ths's the shade of black I like
Oh oh she's my little dead girl
Oh oh she's my little dead girl
Skin the color of a midnight moon
Her life bleeds an open wound
A living ghost who can't concede
To society
See the devil as she walks away
Not a view you see every day
Little black can movin' side to side
Get in the back but I want to drive
Oh oh she's my little dead girl
Oh oh she's my little dead girl
When the rain comes around
She walks without a sound
She is the one with the dark
I can see it in her face
A pain she can't replace
Is her heart an empty room
A rose that never blooms
Oh oh she's my little dead girl
Oh oh she's my little dead girl
