Marilyn Manson songs by lyrics

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And I don't want you and I don't need you / Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat you

And I'm a black rainbow / And I'm an ape of god / I got a face that's made for violence upon

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

There's lots of pretty, pretty ones / That want to get you high / But all the pretty, pretty ones / Will leave you low and blow your mind

Nothing suffocates you more / Than the passing of everyday human events / And isolation is the oxygen mask / You make your children breathe in to survive

I eat innocent meat / The housewife I will beat / The pro-life I will kill / What you won't do I will

She reminds me of the one in school / When I was cuttin' / She was dressed in white / And I couldn't take my eyes off her / But that's not what I took off that night

Norm life baby "we're white and oh so hetero and our sex is missionary" / Norm life baby "we're quitters and we're sober, our confessions will be televised"

6 a.m. Christmas morning. / No shadows, no reflections here / Lying cheek to cheek / In your cold embrace

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I am so all-American, I'll sell you suicide / I am totalitarian, I've got abortions in my eyes

Let's grab a gold switchblade / And make us a blood pact, babe

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

We are the things of shapes to come / Your freedom's not free and dumb / This depression is great / The deformation age, they know my name / Waltzing to scum and base and married to the pain

Today I'm dirty / I want to be pretty / Tomorrow, I know, I'm just dirt

Feeling unknown and you're all alone / Flesh and bone by the telephone / Lift up the receiver I'll make you a believer

All simple monkeys with alien babies / Amphetamines for boys / And Crucifixes for ladies

They slit our throats / Like we were flowers / And our milk has been devoured

Some of them want to use you / Some of them want to get used by you / Some of them want to abuse you / Some of them want to be abused

Sometimes I feel I've got to / Run away I've got to / Get away / From the pain that you drive into the heart of me

She's made of hair and bone and little teeth / Things that cannot speak / She comes on like a crippled plaything / Spine is just a string