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Hollywood Undead Otras Canciones

Then it made you lose your faith And that's what fucked with your sanity Say goodbye to your soul and say hello to your vanity Hollywood is your friend, and the undead

(AH!) Let me bend you over, let me lay you sideways Hop in the back girls, its freaky friday If you got beef, then you better step up bitch Hollywood Undead

: If you got jack in your cup go raise it up go raise it up go raise it up. If you ain't got enough go fill it up go fill it up go fill it up. I'm gonna

couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate me dry concert. It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like 'Stab

: Hollywood we'll never go down Hollywood we'll never go down Hollywood we'll never go down [Chorus] Tha Producer: And all the kids in the hood come

couldn't get enough money to go to the avenge seven fold and my chemical romance concert. It sucks 'cause they play some of my favorite songs like \"black

Tha Producer: Scene kids / Ghetto jeans / Gangstas / 40's and the bling bling sidekicks rollin with the cleanest feel Shorties / Homies / Hollywood

he writes lyrics eats grapes and F Fucks at his own leisure. And the Funny Man aint African he's Mexican hard headed like republicans UNDEAD REVOLUTION!!! Undead

my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife. This strife it dies, this life and these lies. And these lungs have sung this song for