That kiss on my cold lips
Is it meant to wake me
Hate to break it to ya, babe
But that's not how this
Demented love story goes
Keep swiping those fingertips
And no, don't you skip a page

Heart's still pumping
Oh, but nothing but black
Runs through these veins
Yeah, I'm just a stack of bones
Held up by worn strings
On display, manipulated by a
A necro, necrophiliac

Have you gotten used to
That oh-so-familiar stench
Of my flesh slowly rotting away
Does it not bother you one bit
That you're with someone
Who's been dead for days
Oh, are you really that depraved

Heart's still pumping
Oh, but nothing but black
Runs through these veins
Yeah, I'm just a stack of bones
Held up by worn strings
On display, manipulated by a
A necro, necrophiliac

Yeah, nothing but ink seeps
From these slit wrists
Oh, it's written in stone now
Can I just rest in peace
And can you just move on now

Heart's still pumping
Oh, but nothing but black
Runs through these veins
Yeah, I'm just a stack of bones
Held up by worn strings
On display, manipulated by a
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A necro, necrophiliac

This song was written by Kris Levesque, a character from my slasher series The Truth Hurts. Yes, that means I wrote it. :P