Kiss of Death
Lyrics
She's an advocate of total destruction
She'll spit in your face
Like a suicidal plague of seduction
She puts you in your place
She's like a serial killer holding onto grace
It's just her mild dysfunction and her pretty face
She won't be satisfied until your heart is in her hands
She has a kiss of death and a keen fashion sense
She's a paradox of epic proportion
She's the girl you hate
But her eyes force total seduction
She puts you in your place
She's like a serial killer holding onto grace
It's just her mild dysfunction and her pretty face
She won't be satisfied until your heart is in her hands
She has a kiss of death and a keen fashion sense
Now twitch a little, twist a little bit
Tingle slowly on the Devil's bed
Tingle slowly on the Devil's bed
Tingle slowly on the Devil's bed
She won't be satisfied until your heart is in her hands
She has a kiss of death and a keen fashion sense
She has a kiss of death and a keen fashion sense
Writer(s): AARON MARTIN, DANIEL KENNETH BLACKARD, MICHAEL ORLANDO
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Songtrust Ave, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
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