Who is this, trapped inside of me? An unfamiliar, violent breed Raping innocence, vestal mutilation Razor seduction, slicing devastation My body twists
Once upon a time, my advice to you Would have been go out And find yourself a whore But I guess I've grown up 'Cause I don't give that kind of advice
When I crawled out of bed this morning I could tell something wasn't right There were cigarettes in the ashtrays They weren't your menthol lights There
She's got me tied in a knot That's what I thought she'd do Don't ask me what's on my mind I'm fine, I'll push on through Not much to see on this angry
I can't blame you but it's a shame you can't cover your ass sometimes It's that kind of town and you're so far down, you can't get up I can't tell you
Flowers flying 'cross the room Vases smashed against the floor Said, "I'd rather be alone Take your chocolates and go home" Be my valentine Be my valentine
These cities blur before me A swirl of colors leaned against the sky Gone so far away And I never really told you goodbye I know it's kind of lame Sometimes
I went stumbling through the fog Trying to find a reason for the things I told her She woke up sunny side down And I was still thinking I was too proud
On the day that she was buried Her daddy stood out by the cemetery fence Prayed to God for forgiveness For surely all of this is punishment for my sins
If I could have one wish right now I?d be about as half as tough as I pretend I am I wouldn?t care empty this old house feels I?d take her things and
When it all comes down There'll be nothing left to catch you but ground It's calling your name and filling your head With delusions of glory Is that
There was something in the envelope she passed him That weighed more to him than paper and some ink It had the hint of something darker and a hint of
You can't take us down, you can't stop us now, You can't crush all my hopes, my dreams, my enemy is time, There is no silence now, you will not shut
Sharp encephalitis, almost always fatal the beginning is marked by a sensation of anguish, cephalgia, fever uneasiness and undefined sensorial alterations
Tilted just a bit to the wrong side Mother Mary your tea's in the oven My head's got caught in the red tape Voodoo sunset, morning Jesus Marilyn Manson
All tears restrained for years Their grief is confined Which destroys my mind An ode to their plight is this dirge Some yearn for lugubrious silence
An unstoppable end The world turns every day An ending with no end So, for this time of morning I can no longer cry Even though the story goes on The
Your souls are nailed to the cross The blood still runs but the wounds will heal and leave scars of rememberance.
