I don't care if your world is ending today Because I wasn't invited to it anyway You said I tasted famous so I drew you a heart But now I'm not an artist, I'm a fucking work of art
I got an F and a C, and I got a K too And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like u
You wanted perfect, you got your perfect Now I'm too perfect for someone like you I was a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile But you'll never be as perfect whatever you do
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
Ah-ah, Ah-ah Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I am bone top, a deathset, on a mop stick You infected me to diamonds, I took all your shit Your sell-by-date expired so you had to be sold I'm a suffer-genius and then a sex symbol
You wanted perfect, you got your perfect Now I'm too perfect for someone like you I was a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile But you'll never be as perfect whatever you do
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
Ah-ah, Ah-ah Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I got an F and a C, and I got a K too And the only thing that's missing is u
I got an F and a C, and I got a K too And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like u
I got an F and a C, and I got a K too And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like u
I am the penny in the ghetto with a snow white smile Super ego-bitch, I've been evil a while
I am a dandy in the ghetto with a snow white smile Super ego-bitch, I've been evil a while
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
What's my name? What's my name? Ah-ah, Ah-ah Hold the S because I am an ain't
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And the world spreads its legs.... And the world spreads its legs For another fuckin' star! 'Cause I AM the all-american Antichrist. I was made in america, And america hates ME for what I am. I am YOUR shit. You should be ashamed of what you have eaten. I'm a rock & roll nigger! Baby was a black sheep. Baby was a whore. Baby's gotten big, And baby's getting bigger. Baby got somethin'. Baby want more. Baby, baby, baby was a rock & roll nigger. How do you like the world around you? Do you like what you see? How do you like the world around you? Ready to be....
Mrilyn Manson & Tim Skold – poza de blood_passion, in versuri · 11KB
We were neurophobic and perfect the day that we lost our souls machines that wished they were human If they cry they will rust And I was a hand grenade That never stopped exploding You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god
I am never gonna be the one for you I am never gonna save the world from you But they'll never be good for you Or bad to you They'll never be anything Anything at all
You were my mechanical bride You were phenobarbidoll A manniqueen of depression With the face of a dead star And I was a hand grenade That never stopped exploding You were automatic and as hollow as the "o" in god I am never gonna be the one for you
Use me when you want to come I've bled just to have your touch When I'm in you I want to die
User friendly fucking dopestar obscene Will you die when you're high You'd never die just for me She says, "I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you 'til somebody better comes along."
Use me like I was a whore Relationships are such a bore Deleted the ones that you've fucked
User friendly fucking dopestar obscene Will you die when you're high You'd never die just for me She says, "I'm not in love, but I'm gonna fuck you 'til somebody better comes along."
Dear god do you want to tear your knuckles down and hold yourself Dear god can you climb up that tree meat in the shape of a 'T' Dear god the paper says you were the King in the black limousine Dear John and all the King's mencan't put you head together again
Before the bullets before the flies before authorities take out my eyes the only smiling are you dolls that I made but you are plastic and so are your brains
Dear god the sky is as blue as a gunshot wound Dear god if you were alive you know we'd kill you
Before the bullets before the flies before authorities take out my eyes the only smiling are you dolls that I made but you are plastic and so are your brains
Yesterday was a million years ago In all my past lives I played an asshole Now I found you, it's almost too late And this earth seems obliviating We are trembling in our crutches High and dead our skin is glass I'm so empty here without I crack and split my xerox hands
I know it's the last day on earth We'll be together while the planet dies I know it's the last day on earth We'll never say goodbye
The dogs slaughter each other softly Love burns it's casualties We are damaged provider modules Spill the seeds at our children's feet I'm so empty here without you I know they want me dead
i peek into the hole, i struggle for control the children love the show, but they fail to see the anguish in my eyes fail to see the anguish in my eyes i scratch around the brim, i let my mind give in the crowd begins to grin, but they seem to screem when darkness fills my eyes seem to screem when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic my big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me my bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that my vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a monkey in disguise stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes they will bite the hand if ti is slower than the quickness of thier scrutinizing eyes fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic my big top tricks will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me chicanery will always make you happy, but we all know the hat is wearing me
burn the witches, burn the witches, don't take time to sew your stitches burn the witches, burn the witches good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor you cannot sedate all the things you hate burn the bridges, burn the bridges, don't take time to sew your stitches burn the bridges, burn the bridges good is the thing that you favor, evil is your sour flavor i don't need your hate, i decide my fate you cannot sedate all the things you hate
Each time I make my mother cry an angel dies and falls from heaven. When the boy is still a worm it's hard to learn the number seven. But when they get to you, It's the first thing that they do. Each time I look outside, my mother dies, I feel my back is changing shape. When the worm consumes the boy it's never ever considered rape. When they get to you. Prick your finger it is done... The moon has now eclipsed the sun... The angel has spread its wings... The time has come for bitter things...
Run away I've got to Get away From the pain that you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to go nowhere And I've lost my lights For I toss and turn I can't sleep at night
Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love
Now I know I've got to Run away I've got to Get away You don't really want any more from me To make things right You need someone to hold you tight You think love is to pray But I'm sorry I don't pray that way
Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love
Don't touch me please I cannot stand the way you tease I love you though you hurt me so Now I'm going to pack my things and go Touch me baby, tainted love Touch me baby, tainted love Touch me baby, tainted love
Once I ran to you (I ran) Now I'll run from you This tainted love you've given I give you all a boy could give you Take my tears and that's not nearly all Tainted love Tainted love Tainted love
.:: Marilyn Manson - Target audience (narcissus narcosis) ::.
Am I sorry your sky went black, put your knives in babies backs? Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's and Huxley too?
But I'm sorry Shakespeare was your scapegoat and your apples sticking into my throat Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails and your crucifixion commercials failed but I'm just a pitiful anonymous
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song
Am I sorry to be alive putting my face in the beehive? Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine too?
I'm sorry you never check the bag in my head for a bomb and my halo was a needle hole I'm sorry I saw a priest being beaten and I made a wish but I'm just a pitiful anonymous
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song we all just sing their song
"the valley of death we are free your father's your prison you see"
And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers we all just sing their song
by Marilyn Manson We'll be the worms in your apple pie Fake abuse for our bios Blacken our own eyes The grass isn't greener on the other side We set it on fire And we have no reason why. Set fashion, not follow Spit vitriol, not swallow
We set fashion, not follow Spit vitriol, not swallow
We're Good for nothing but being Everything that's bad Good for nothing but being Everything that's bad
We know who we are and what we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things
I've got my villain necktie And a mouth of hi-fi So sharp, I'm bleeding from my Judas Hole I'm the Arch Dandy No-goodnik and I'm headed For Crashville. I'm most monster with my groan box In the "Meat Show."
We set fashion, not follow Spit vitriol, not swallow
Good for nothing but being Everything that's bad Good for nothing but being Everything that's bad
We know who we are and what we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things
Crashing the ether We've got the loudest stereotype Even neophytes deep 6 your pro-life. We Don't need to move a single prayer bone We're so beautiful and damned Simply as a "still life."
Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause Perpetual rebellion with absolutely no cause
Stop the song and remember what you used to be Somebody that fucking impressed me
We know who we are and what we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things
We know who we are and what we want to say And we don't care who's listening We don't rebel to sell It just suits us well We're the bright young things Good for nothing but being Everything that's bad Good for nothing but being Everything that's bad
by Unknown The drugs they say make us feel so hollow We love in vain narcissistic and so shallow The cops and queers to swim you have to swallow Hate today, no love for tomorrow
We're all stars now in the dope show We're all stars now in the dope show
There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones That want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low and blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show We're all stars now in the dope show
They love you when you're on all the covers When you're not then they love another
The drugs they say are made in California We love your face We'd really like to sell you The cops and queers make good-looking models I hate today Who will I wake up with tomorrow?
There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones That want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low and blow your mind
They love you when you're on all the covers When you're not then they love another
There's a lot of pretty, pretty ones That want to get you high But all the pretty, pretty ones Will leave you low and blow your mind, blow your mind
We're all stars now in the dope show We're all stars now in the dope show
by Unknown The bullet: "I've got a crush on a pretty pistol should I tell her that I feel this way? Father told us to be faithful I've got a crush on a pretty pistol should I tell her that I feel this way I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?"
"do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)
I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away (x2)
The bullet: "She tells me I'm a pretty bullet I'm gonna be a star someday Mother says that we should look away She tells me I'm a pretty bullet an Imitation Christ I've got love songs in my head that are killing us away"
The Father: "do you love your guns?" (yeah) "god?" (yeah) "your government?" (fuck yeah)
wrench is just a household god but i carry mine with pride i dont' worj but i can worj with it to split your smile run you down without a twitch, your car's just not as big as mine tear the son out of your bitch and sprinkle your remains with lime i ain't no working man, i do the best i can, i got the devil's hand my afternoon's remote control daydream milk and genocide tranquility with broken knees, silly putty enemies butter knife in your side what i got i got for free, middle finger technology what's yours is mine, yours is mine, told you fucker, yours is mine snake eyes for sissies i ain't no working man, i do the best i can, i got the hdevil's hand rollin' sixes i am the habit man, i use up all i can, i got the slacker's hand i am the pedophile's dream a messianic peter pan just a boy, just a boy, just a little fucking boy, i can never be a man i ain't no working man, i do the best i can, i got the hdevil's hand rollin' sixes i am the habit man, i use up all i can, i got the slacker's hand i ain't no working man, i do the best i can, i got the hdevil's hand i am the habit man, i use up all i can, i got the slacker's hand
I'll pretend that i want you For what is on the inside But when i get inside I just want to get out I'm your first and last deposit Through sickness and in hell Ii'll never promise you a garden You'll just water me down And i can't believe That you are for real I don't care As long as you're mine (chorus) When i said we You know i meant me And when i said sweet I meant dirty when i said we you know i meant me and when i said sweet i meant dirty I'm unsafe I'm unsafe I won't repent and So i memorize the words To the porno movies Its the only thing i want to believe I memorize the words To the porno movies This is a new Religion to me I'm a VCR funeral of dead memory waste And my smile's a chain-link fence That i have put up I love the enemy My love is the enemy They say they don't want fame They get famous when we fuck (chorus) I never believed The devil was real But god couldn't make Someone filthy as you When i said we You know i meant me And when i said sweet I meant dirty When i said we You know i meant me And when i said sweet I meant dirty You are the church I am the steeple And when we fuck We're all gods people
[Dita:] I'd fuck you because you are famous I'd fuck you for your money I'd fuck you to control you I'd fuck you so someday I can have half of everything you own I'd fuck you to fuck you over I'd fuck you until I find someone better Then fuck you in secret I'd fuck you because I can't remember if I'd already fucked you before I'd fuck you out of boredom I'd fuck you because I can't feel anything anyways I'd fuck you to make the pain go away
[Manson:] Fuck you because I loved you Fuck you for loving it, too I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do Fuck you because I loved you Fuck you for loving it, too I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do
[Dita:] I'd fuck you so I could feel something instead of nothing atall I'd fuck you because you are beautiful I'd fuck you because you are my nigger I'd fuck you because I am your whore I'd fuck you because you are a whore I'd fuck you for fun I'd fuck you for fun I'd fuck you because I can't I'd fuck you so I have a place to stay I'd fuck you so you will protect me [Manson:] Fuck you because I loved you Fuck you for loving it, too I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do Fuck you because I loved you Fuck you for loving it, too I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do
I don't need a reason to hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do Hate you the way I do
We are the things and shapes to come Your freedom's not free of dumb This depression is great The defamation age They'll know my name Waltz into scum, and base a marriage of the pain
Pain- they want it Pain- they want it Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain
You came to see the mobscene I know it isn't your scene It's better than a sex scene And it's so fucking obscene Obscene, yeah
You want commitment Put on your best suit Get your arms around me Now we're going down, downtown You want commitment Put on your best suit Get your arms around me Now we're going down, downtown
[Cheerleaders:] Be obscene Be, be obscene Be obscene, baby Not heard
We take the love Open your eyes And watch the world end We have our places, But we have no friends They told us is not good We know it's great ....drugs ...take our place
Pain- they want it Pain- they want it Pain, pain, pain, pain, pain
You came to see the mobscene
I know it isn't your scene It's better than a sex scene And it's so fucking obscene Obscene, yeah
You want commitment Put on your best suit Get your arms around me Now we're going down, downtown You want commitment Put on your best suit Get your arms around me Now we're going down, downtown
[Cheerleaders:] Be obscene Be, be obscene Be obscene, baby Not heard Be obscene Be, be obscene Be obscene, baby Not heard
You came to see the mobscene I know it isn't your scene It's better than a sex scene And it's so fucking obscene Obscene, yeah
You want commitment Put on your best suit Get your arms around me Now we're going down, downtown You want commitment Put on your best suit Get your arms around me Now we're going down, downtown
[Cheerleaders & Manson:] Be obscene Be, be obscene Be obscene, baby Not heard Be obscene Be, be obscene Be obscene, baby Not heard
on we plow the big bully try to stick his finger in my chest try to tell me, tell me he's the best but i don't really give a good goddamn cause i got my lunchbox and i'm armed real well i got my lunchbox and i'm armed real well i got my lunchbox and i'm armed real well i wanna grow up i wanna be a big rock and roll star i wanna grow up so no one fucks with me i got the pencils in my pocket, try to put me down wanna go out, gotta get out to the playground, gonna throw down at the playground i wanna go out next motherfucker gonna get my metal next motherfucker gonna get my metal next motherfucker gonna get my metal next motherfucker pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow, pow pow pow i wanna grow up i wanna be a big rock and roll star i wanna grow up so no one fucks with me
.:: Marilyn Manson - Irresponsible hate anthem ::.
I am so all-american, I'll sell you suicide I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper I am not the animal who will not be himself fuck it
Hey victim, should I black your eyes again? Hey victim, You were the one who put the stick in my hand I am the ism, my hate's a prism let's jut kill everyone and let your god sort them out fuck it
Everybody's someone else's nigger/I know you are so am I I wasn't born with enough middle fingers/ I don't need to choose a side I better, better, better, better not say this better, better, better, better not tell I hate the hater, I'd rape the raper I am the idiot who will not be himself fuck it
Look at me now Got no religion Look at me now I'm so vacant Look at me now I was a virgin Look at me now Grow up to be a whore And I want it I believe it I'm a million different things And not one you know
Hey and our mommies are lost now Hey ,daddy's someone else And we love the abuse Because it makes us feel like we are needed now But I know I wanna disappear
I wanna die young And sell my soul Use up all your drugs And make me come A yesterday man I was a nihilist and now today I'm just too fucking bored By the time I'm old enough I won't know anything at all
goddamn your righteous hand i eat innocent meat the housewife i will beat the prolife i will kill what you won't do i will i bash myself to sleep what you sow i will reap i scar myself you see i wish i wasn't me i am the little stick you stir me into shit goddamn your righteous hand goddamn, goddamn (oh, lord) goddamn, goddamn pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak but your selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me i throw a little fit i slit my teenage wrist the most that i can learn is in records that you burn get your gunn, get your gunn get your gunn, get your gunn pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak but your selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me i am the vhs record me with your fist you want me to save the world i'm just a little girl pseudo-morals work real well on the talk shows for the weak but your selective judgements and goodguy badges don't mean a fuck to me get your gunn, get your gunn get your gunn, get your gunn...get
.:: Marilyn Manson - Angel with the scabbed wings ::.
he is the angel with the scabbed wings hard-drug face, want to powder his nose he will deflower the freshest crop dry up all the wombswith his rock and roll sores dead is what he is, he does what he please the things that he has you'll never want to see what you're never gonna be now sketch a little keyholefor looking-glass people you don't want to be him you only want to see him mommy's got a scarecrow, gotta let the corn grow man can't always reap what he sow "he is the maker" (he is the taker) "he is the saviour" (he is the raper)
I put a spell on you because you're mine I can't stand the things that you do No, no, no I ain't lyin' No...I don't care if you don't want me 'Cause I'm your's, your's, your's anyhow I am your's, your's, your's I love you...I love you...I love you... I love you I love you!
I put a spell on you Lord! Lord! Lord! 'Cause you're mine I can't stand the things that you do when you're fooling around I don't care if you don't want me 'Cause I'm your's, your's, your's anyhow
I can't stand when you're fooling around If I can't have you, no one will I love you, you, you I love you, I love you, I love you I love you, you, you I don't care if you don't want me 'Cause I'm your's, your's, your's anyhow
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