Dead Types

It'll hit him the face
 Rotating rotations
 Girls he brings round to his place
 He's up until seven
 Working nine to five
 And he can't help but complain
 About the shit that's on his mind
 (Shit that's on his mind)
 Cold to touch
 I see you choking in the red light
 Hollow heart
 You get me drunk on weeknights
 I never stop
 Buying into white lies
 Laying down in grave sites
 Falling for the dead types
 I'm falling for the dead types (Types)
 Yeah
 I'm falling for the dead types (Types)
 Six foot distance maybe now you'll miss this
 Tonight you've finally met your match
 Loading up my car with these silk sheets
 I'm un-attached
 It's far too easy, we all know accidents happen
 (Accidents happen, accidents happen)
 Cold to touch
 I see you choking in the red light
 Hollow heart
 You get me drunk on weeknights
 I never stop
 Buying into white lies
 Laying down in grave sites
 Falling for the dead types
 I'm falling for the dead types (Types)
 Yeah
 I'm falling for the dead types (Types)
 Six foot distance maybe now you'll miss this