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A Place in the Dirt.

We are damned, and we are dead,
All God's children to be sent
To our perfect place in the sun, and in the dirt
There's a windshield in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scarred
And could you stop the meat from thinking, before I swallow all of it?

You’ve got your
Hell’s teeth
smiling at you.
It keeps your brain safe,
as it all eats at your face…
And don’t worry,
we’ll ‘blur it out’
and no one

President Dead

[This is for the people, they want you
Getting high on violence, baby]
President Dead is clueless
And he’s caught in a headlight, police-state god
And his skull is stained glass
Incubated and jet set

If you can hear this, don't assume
That I'm talking to you
Yesterday everything I thought I believed in
Died but today is my birthday
Today is my birthday

I don't need you,
I'll say it to myself

You cut off all of your fingers
Trade them in for dollar bills
Cake on some more make-up to
Cover all those lines
Wake up and stop shaking
Cuz you're just wasting time

Don't you want some of this?

She's made of hair and bone and little teeth
And things I cannot speak
She comes on like a crippled plaything
Spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
Silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
But flies will always lay their eggs

when you wish upon a star
don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard

I fell into you and I'm on my back
an insect decaying in your little trap
I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut
I fell into you, now I'm in a rut
i lift you up like the sweetest angel,

When will you realize you’re already there?
So watered down — your feelings have turned to mud
“Love everybody” is destroying the value of
All hate has got me nowhere
I know I’m slipping, I know I’m slipping, I know I’m slipping away × 2
Oh no, it is everything they said it was
Oh no, I am all the things they said I was × 2
When you get to heaven you will wish you’re in hell × 2

He lives inside my mouth
And tells me what to say
When he turns the trains on
He makes it go away
The hands are cracked and dirty
And the nails are beetle wings
When he turns the trains on
He unties all of the strings

Down in the park
Where the Machmen meet
The machines are playing `kill-by-numbers'
Down in the park with a friend called `Five'

I was in a car crash
Or was it the war?
Well, I've never been quite the same

Yesterday was a million years ago.
In all my past lifes 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 you…

I Want to Disappear

Look at me now
Got no religion
Look at me now
I’m so vacant
Look at me now
I was a virgin

Coma White

Is something cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile

"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today

New Model No. 15

I’m as fake as a wedding сake
And I’m vague and I know that I’m
Homopolitan
Pitifully predictable
Correctly political

Nothing suffocates you more than
the passion of everyday human events
and isolation is the oxygen mask
you make your children breath in to survive

and I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist
and I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit

Cruci-Fiction In Space

This is evolution:
The monkey, the man, and then the gun
If Christ was in Texas
The hammer, the sickle, the only son
This is your creation
The atom of Eden was a bomb

We're on a bullet and we're headed straight into God
Even he'd like to end it too
We took a pill, get a face, buy a ticket
And we hope that heavens true
I saw cop beat a priest on the T.V.
And I know they killed our heroes too

We sing the death song kids

There was Christ in the metal shell
There was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you God
That's how Jack became sainted

If you die when there's no one watching
And your ratings drop and you're forgotten
If they kill you on their TV

Do you or don t you want this to be your song?
It doesn t take a rebel to sing along.
This art is weak
in its pretty frame
and I am a monkey with
a misspelled name
"I ll put down you disco
and take you heart away.

Burning Flag.

They want to sell it out
buy it up
and dumb it down
A good God is hard to find
I'll join the crown that
wants to see me dead

Valentine's Day.

She was the color of TV,
Her mouth curled under like a metal snake
Although Holy Wood was sad
They'd remember this as Valentine's Day
flies are waiting
In the shadow of the valley of death

The Fall Of Adam.

The Abraham Lincoln town cars
arrive to dispose of our king and queen.
they orchestrated dramatic new scenes
for Celebritarian needs
When one world ends
something else begins

Count to Six and Die.

She's got her eyes open wide,
She's got the dirt and spit of the world
Her mouth on the metal
The lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
He's waiting to put me in line

Putting Holes in Happiness

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft

Just a Car Crash Away

Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
Burns down
Everything you say.

Hey
There’s no rules today
You steal instead of borrow
You take all the shapes that I make
And you think
That you think
All the thoughts
That I thought you

Devour

I'll swallow up all of you
Like a big bottle of big, big pills
You're the one that I should never take
But I can't sleep until I devour you
I can't sleep until I devour you
You're a flower that's withering

Pretty As Swastika

When I see you in the sun
You're as pretty as a swastika
Take you down, down from the inside
Take you down, down from the inside
Smash into your face like a plane
And drown in between your legs

FOUR RUSTED HORSES
Who'll ride this dying carousel?
four rusting horses strangled by their own rope.
What children love a singing wheel,
now that their tight hearts it broke?
now that their tight hearts it broke.

everyone will come

Blank and White

As if we need a "why", I'll be it
And I'll be the who for an Apocalypse "how"
If the world had one neck,
My hands would be the "where"
And I would choke all of you down,
I would choke all of you down

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Перевод:
Помнишь, как я взял тебя
На вершину холма?
Мы обнажили наши ножи.
Они были так остры,
Поскольку мы были влюблены.

I Want To Kill You Like They Do In The Movies

I wanna fuck you like a foreign film
And there's no subtitles to get you through this
And I'm a country you don't ever,
Ever, ever, ever, ever
Want to visit again
Line up

Wow

I had a dream,
This one I feel the need to mention:
I was happy for awhile and
I stopped being scared and ashamed
To say what's on my mind.
But you thought that

you a shiny
dollhouse or church
where you can shrink
into a tiny wight spider
and gorge on horrid memories
with conceited wings

Smother the past in a cocoon

The fruit is speechless
before our sorceries
the party has just begun
Timelapse and dancing and rotting in place,
and we have reached the high end of low
The high end of low
The high end of low

15 (Fifteen)

If you can hear this, don't assume
That I'm talking to you
Yesterday everything I thought I believed in
Died but today is my birthday
Today is my birthday
I don't need you,

01. Hey, Cruel World...
02. No Reflection
03. Pistol Whipped
04. Overneath the Path of Misery
05. Slo-mo-tion
06. The Gardener
07. The Flowers of Evil
08. Children of Cain

We've only reached the third day of a seven day binge
And I can already see your name disintegrated from my lips

We've only reached the third day of a seven day binge
And I can already see your name disintegrated from my lips

I can't decide if you're wearing me out or wearing me well
I just feel like I'm condemned to wear someone else's hell

Bass – T. Ramirez
Flute [Distorted] – Manson
Guitar [All] – John5
Keyboards [All] – M.W. Gacy
Loops [Death Loop] , Drums [Live] – Ginger Fish

We have no future
Heaven wasn't made for me

We are damned and we are dead
all god's children to be sent
to our perfect place in the sun
and in the dirt

There's a windshield in my heart
we are bugs so smeared and scarred
and could you stop the meat from thinking

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

You built me up with your wishing hell
I didn’t have to sell you
You threw your money in the pissing well
You do just what they tell you
REPENT, that’s what I’m talking about
I shed the skin to feed the fake
REPENT, that’s what I’m talking about
Whose mistake am I anyway?

I found the center of fruit is late,
It is the center of truth today,
Cut the apple in two,
Oh, I pray it isn't true,

I found the center of fruit is late,
Is the center of truth today,
I cut the apple in two,

Death to ladies first, then the gentlemen
All sorts of taxes, facelifts, abortion, nervous breakdance
Satanic girls gone wild, truly fucking suicidal

First you try to fuck it, then you try to eat it
If it hasn't learned your name, you better kill it before they see it
First you try to fuck it, then you try to eat it
If it hasn't learned your name, you better kill it before they see it

Death to the ladies first,
Then the gentlemen
All sorts of tax-free-face-lift-
Abortions-nervous-breakdance
Satanic girls gone wild,
Truly fucking suicidal

First you try to fuck it

Death to ladies first, then the gentlemen
All sorts of taxes, facelifts, abortion, nervous breakdance
Satanic girls gone wild, truly fucking suicidal

First you try to fuck it, then you try to eat it
If it hasn't learned your name, you better kill it before they see it
First you try to fuck it, then you try to eat it
If it hasn't learned your name, you better kill it before they see it

Death to the ladies first,
Then the gentlemen
All sorts of tax-free-face-lift-
Abortions-nervous-breakdance
Satanic girls gone wild,
Truly fucking suicidal

First you try to fuck it

Проклятая Богом армия ебнутых гандонов

Дамы первыми на смерть
Затем джентльмены
И все налоги, вычеты, подтяжки лиц
Аборты, нервы и брейкданс
Юные сатанистки слетают с катушек
Пиздец как суицидальны

The boy's got a head like an atom bomb
Hang him from a cross like the number one son
And he's been waiting so long
To get it on
The boy's 15 but he's 16 gauge
Wants to break out from his Jesus cage
He's already torn out the last page
It's the "latest rage"

angles die with dignity so sing to the...

the boy's got a head like an atom bomb
hang him from a cross like the number one son
and he’s been waiting so long
to get it on.

the boy’s 15 but he’s 16 gauge

angles die with dignity so sing to the...

the boy's got a head like an atom bomb
hang him from a cross like the number one son
and he’s been waiting so long
to get it on.

the boy’s 15 but he’s 16 gauge

I had a dream,
This one I feel the need to mention:

I was happy for awhile and
I stopped being scared and ashamed
To say what's on my mind.
But you thought that
I'd change after awhile and said,

Haters call me bitch
Call me faggot call me whitey
But I am something that you'll never be
(Hey)
I won't look prettier if I smile for the picture
Motherfuckers never liked me then and they
Sure won't like me now
Don't try to drag me down with your cliche

Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Babble babble bitch bitch
Rabel rabel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the violence

Do you don't ya want this to be your song?
It doesn't take a rebel to sing along
The art is weak in it's pretty pretty frame
And I'm a monkey with a misspelled name

And I'll put down your disco
And take your heart away
And I'll put down your disco

I could give you a dozen
Fresh,
Cut,
Pink, or red, or white
I wonder if they knew what they
Would grow to become
I could give you a dozen
Fresh,

1. Hey Cruel World - 00:00
2. No reflection - 03:47
3. Pistol Whipped - 08:22
4. Overneath the path of misery - 12:47
5. Slo-mo-tion - 17:54
6. The gardener - 22:18
7. The Flowers of evil - 27:04
8. Children of cain - 32:17

And then I found how to be what you want
When I was out looking for something new
Digging too deep
And now it's too late
We just keep on
Breaking the same old ground
So you think that I asked for this
Well, let me show you

They want to sell it out
Buy it up
Dumb it down
A good god is hard to find
I'll join the crowd that
Wants to see me dead
Right now I feel I belong
For the first time

I am the god of fuck, I am the god of fuck
Virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity
Red neck burn out mid west mind,
who said date rape isn't kind?
Porno nation, evaluation what's this time for segregation
Libido, libido fascination, too much oral defecation
White trash get down on your knees,
time for cake and sodomy

The sun did not shine.
It was too wet to play.
So we sat in the house
All that cold, cold, wet day

I sat there with Sally.
We sat there, we two.
And I said "How I wish

Sacrifice won’t suffice
resurrection needs your death
to happen twice
fall on my heart
and burn and forge
your tortured black-smitten
into the sharpest, fucking sword
don’t assume that I’m always with you

My mouth was a crib
And it was growing lies
I didn't know what love was on that day
Her heart's a tiny blood clot
I picked at it, it never heals, it never goes away

Burn all the good things in the eden eye
We were too dumb to run, too dead to die

"Coma White"

There's something cold and blank behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass
In her miracle mile
[coma:]
"You were from a perfect world
A world that threw me away today

(There's) Something (is) cold and blank
behind her smile
She's standing on an overpass in her
miracle mile
"'Cause you were from a perfect world,
a world that threw me away
Today, today, today to run away"

She's got her eyes open wide
she's got the dirt and spit of the world
her mouth on the metal
the lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
he's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
my faith has gone dry

She's got her eyes open wide
She's got the dirt and spit of the world
Her mouth on the metal
The lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
He's waiting to put me in line
I won't ask forgiveness
My faith has gone dry

This is evolution
The monkey, the man, then the gun
If Christ was in Texas
The hammer, the sickle, the only Son
This is your creation
The Adam of Eden was a bomb
If Jack was a baptist
We'd drink wine from his head

Each time I make my mother cry an
Angel dies and falls from heaven
(When they get to you)
When the boy is still a worm it’s hard to
Learn the number seven
(When they get to you)
Five, six, seven, eight, never
(It’s the first thing that they do)

Cyclops woman got one eye in her head
Mascera-clotted vision she is fed
Cyclops woman can't see nothing at all
She got a pin prick spiral hole
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
She can't see nothing, nothing at all
Cyclops woman dying in her shell
Guilt got her trapped in nailed in well

Oh that hurts
Children!

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

Verse 1:]
You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?
"You'd better watch yourself"
You want to know what Zeus said to Narcissus?
"You'd better watch yourself"
"You'd better watch yourself"
Yeah

When you wish upon a star
don't let yourself fall, fall in too hard
I fell into you, now I'm on my back
an insect decaying in your little trap
I squirm into you, now I'm in your gut
I fell into you, now I'm in a rut
"i lift you up like the sweetest angel,
i'll tear you down like a whore.

I'll swallow up all of you
Like a big bottle of big, big pills
You're the one that I should never take
But I can't sleep until I devour you
I can't sleep until I devour you
You're a flower that's withering
I can't feel your thorns in my head

America bled to death
Electric & pregnant
Brilliant sluts & fire worship
Devouring the righteous
We were just monkeys braiding thread
We were golden needles
Diamonds and pollen
And Coma White

I can tell you
What they say in space
That our Earth is too grey
But when the spirit is so digital
The body acts this way

That world was killing me
World was killing me

And I'm a black rainbow
And I'm an ape of god
I got a face that's made for doing violence upon
I'm a teen distortion
Survived abortion
A rebel from the waist down

I wanna thank you mom, I wanna thank you dad

Doll-dagga buzz-buzz ziggety-zag
Godmod grotesk burlesk drag
All the goose-step girlies with
Their cursive faces and
We know it’s all Braille beneath the skirt
I’m bulletproof bizzop and
Swing heil and
I don’t really care what gentlemen prefer.

Angels in exile
Here lies the dead
An ice cream truck in your inferno
Don't chase the dead
Or they'll end up chasing you
Don't chase the dead
Or they'll end up chasing you
If tonight lasts forever

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 scream when darkness fills my eyes
Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes, it's no surprise

You cut off all of your fingers
trade them in for dollar bills
cake on some more make-up to
cover up all those lines
wake up and stop shaking
'cause U just wasting time
don't you want some of this?
Don't you need some of this?

Ты отрубаешь себе все пальцы
Обмениваешь их на банкноты
Наложи еще немного макияжа
Чтобы скрыть все эти морщины
Очнись и прекрати трястись
Ведь ты просто теряешь время
[Не хочешь ли ты чего-нибудь из этого?
Не нужно ли тебе чего-нибудь из этого?]

In the wasteland On the way to the Red Queen...
It's no wonder our stage clothes
Have dreams to be famous.
The trees in the courtyard Are painted in blood,
So I've heard. She hangs the headless
Upside down to drain.
EAT ME, DRINK ME
This is only a game, This is only A game

00:00 1. If I was your vampire
05:56 2. Putting holes in happiness
10:27 3. The red carpet grave
14:32 4. They said that hell's not hot
18:48 5. Just a car crash away
23:45 6. Heart-shaped glasses
28:53 7. Evidence
34:12 8. Are you the rabbit?

I am the God of fuck, I am the God of fuck
I am the God of fuck, I am the God of fuck
I am the God of fuck, I am the God of fuck

Virgins sold in quantity, herded by heredity
Red neck burn out mid west mind
Who said date rape isn't kind?

You have eyes that
Lead me on
And a body that
Shows me death
Your lips look like they were made
For something else but
They just suck my breath
I want your pain

You have eyes that lead me on
And a body that shows me death
Your lips look like they were made
for something else but they just suck my breath
I want your pain to taste why you're ashamed
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of

If you can hear this don't assume that
I'm talking to ya Yesterday everything
I thought I believed in died but today is my birthday
Today is my birthday
I don't need you,
I'll say it to myself
It doesn't mean
I won't need somebody

Nothing suffocates you more than
the passing of everyday human events
Isolation is the oxygen mask you make
your children breathe into survive
But I’m not a slave to a god
that doesn’t exist
I’m not a slave to a world
that doesn’t give a shit

Five to one baby one in five
No one here gets out alive now
You get yours baby I'll get mine
Gonna make it baby if we try
Come on, yeah!

The old get older and the young get stronger
May take a week and it may take longer

Ride this dying carousel
Four rusted horses
Strangled by their own rope
Where children love are singing
We'll know that their tired hearts had broke
That their tired hearts had broke

Everyone will come,

Fundamentally Loathsome

And I wanna wake up in your
White, white sun
And I wanna wake up in your world
With no pain
But I’ll just suffer in a hope to die someday
While you are numb all of the way

(God damn 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

Dear God,
Do you want to tear your knuckles down
And hold yourself?

Dear God,
Can you climb off that tree
Meet in the shape of a "T"?

Dear God, do you want to tear your knuckles down
And hold yourself?
Dear God, can you climb off 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 men
Can't put your head together again

Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Don't let me hear you say life's taking you nowhere, angel
Come here baby
Look at that sky, life's begun
Nights are warm and the days are young
Come here baby
There's my baby, lost that's all

Great Big White World

In space the stars are no nearer
They just glitter like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so fucking gone

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

And she'll never cover up what we did with her dress, no
She said, "Kiss me, it'll heal but it won't forget"
"Kiss me, it'll heal but it won't forget"

she reminds me of the one in school
when I was cut and she was dressed in white
and I couldn't take my eyes off her
but that's not what I took off that night

and she'll never cover up what we did with her dress, no
she said, "kiss me, it'll heal but it won't forget"
"kiss me, it'll heal but it won't forget"

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,.
She'll never cover up what we did with her dress.
No.
She said "kiss me it'll heal,

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

She'll never cover up what we did with her dress, no
She said kiss me

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,.
She'll never cover up what we did with her dress.
No.
She said "kiss me it'll heal,

She reminds me of the one in school,
when I was gutted she was dressed in white.
And I couldn't take my eyes off her,
but that's not what I took off that night,.
She'll never cover up what we did with her dress.
No.
She said "kiss me it'll heal,
but it won't forget".

Hey, cruel world. . .
You don't have what it takes
We don't need your faith.
We've got fucking fate.
Hey, cruel world. . .
You don't have what it takes
We don't need your faith.
We've got fucking fate.

I don't like the drugs but the drugs like me
I don't like the drugs, the drugs, the drugs

Norm life baby
«We're white and oh so hetero
And our sex is missionary»

Norm life baby

Norm life baby
"were white and oh so hetero
And our sex is missionary."
Norm life baby
"were quitters and were sober
Our confessions will be televised."
You and I are underdosed and were ready to fall
Raised to be stupid, taught to be nothing at all

the fruit is speechless
before our sorceries
the party has just begun.
timelapse and dancing and rotting in place.
and we have reached the high end of low
the high end of low
the high end of lowyou can take me

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 yours, yours, yours anyhow
I am yours, yours, yours
I love you...I love you...I love you...
I love you I love you!

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 lying'
No... I don't care if you don't want me
'Cause I'm yours, yours, yours anyhow
I am yours, yours, yours
I love you! × n
You

Look at me now I've got no religion
Look at me now I'm so vacant
Look at me now I was a virgin
Look at me now grew up to be a whore
And I want it
I believe it
I'm a million different things
And not one you know

I wanna fuck you like a foreign film
and there’s no subtitles to get you through this
and I’m a country you don’t ever ever ever ever ever
want to visit again

Line up,
Roll camera,
you pretend

Шесть часов. Рождественское утро.
Ни теней,
Ни отражений здесь.
Лежу щека к щеке
В твоих холодных объятиях.
Так нежно и так трагично,
Как на бойне.
Ты приставляешь нож

It's 6 am
Christmas morning
No shadows
No reflections here
Lying cheek to cheek in your cold embrace
So soft and so tragic
As a slaughterhouse
You press the knife against your heart

we have no future, heaven wasn't made for me
we burn ourselves to hell, as fast as it can be
and i wish that i could be a king, then i'd know that i am not alone
maggots put on shirts, sell each others shit
sometimes i feel so worthless, sometimes i feel discarded
i wish that i was good enough, then i'd know that i am not alone

death is policeman, death is the priest

This is the film
close to the third act and the misery
this isn't rain
you rapist werewolves
this is god pissing down on you
Don't worry,
you won't die alone
I'll break off my own arms and

[When you are suffering, know that I have betrayed you]
And all the children say, “We hate love! We love hate!”
[We hate love! We love hate!]
I am so all-American, I can sell you suicide
I am totalitarian, I’ve got abortions in my eyes
I hate the hater, I’d rape the raper
I am the animal who will not be himself
Fuck it

Hey Jesus, my sweet brother
I know you very well
I watched you grow from boy to Christ
And save us all from hell
And now your mom's a killer
Your daddy packs a gun
But still you play the role of the only peaceful son
You love your fellow man

Love is a fire.
Burns down all that it sees.
Burns down everything.
Everything you think
Burns down
Everything you say.
She blew me her death-kiss
And the mouth-marks

Ка-бум, Ка-бум

Мы - похоронный оркестр
Питер Пэн из вагона
Развлекаем, но не доверяем ни одному трезвому
Мы безвкусны, но на вкус хороши
Мой цилиндр ненавидит останавливаться
Опасные болельщицы с

This world doesn’t need no opera
We’re here for the operation
We don’t need a bigger knife (a bigger knife)
Cause we got guns, we got guns, we got guns (we got guns)
We got guns, you better run
(you better run, you better run, you better run)

We’re killing strangers, we’re killing strangers

I wake up everyday on
The wrong side of the bed
But I won't lay down on the floor
Like I'm the whore in your head
Call me a failure
Pretender, sex-offender, infector
Say I killed all my friends
And I deserve to be dead.

There was Christ in the metal shell
There was blood on the pavement
The camera will make you God
That's how Jack became sainted

If you die when there's no one watching
And your ratings drop and you're forgotten
If they kill you on their TV

I'm not of this world
You're not in this heart
This isn't in me
I'm not of this world
You're no in this heart
This isn't in me
To open the box
You can't shoot the lock

Leave A Scar

It's not like I made my self a list
Of new and different ways
To murder your heart
I'm just painting that's still wet,
If you touch me I'll be smeared
You'll be stained

There's an apple in the pussy mouth
now I am the dinner whore
there's a tumor in the TV mouth
burn it out before it grows
someone better get the dog to kick,
jaws wired shut to save the dick
out of the bottomless pit comes the little horn
"little horn is born"

I want to fly into your sun
Need faith to make me numb
Live like a teenage christ
Im a saint, got a date with suicide

Oh Mary, Mary
To be this young is oh so scary
Mary, Mary

Ланчбокс
(Следующий мудак получит у меня по башке)
(Это просто еще один способ, которым Сатана искушает наше общество)
(Я несу вам)
Разнеси это в щепки
Пашем дальше
Здоровый бык пытается тыкать мне пальцем в грудь
Пытается доказать мне, доказать мне, что он лучший

Rise up Son of Man
New York cities' Son of Sam
With a gun in hand
He reaps the wimen of our land

Blood and family does his death depravity
Keep out of his way
Live to lie another day

the ants are in the sugar
the muscles atrophied
we're on the other side,
the screen is us and we're TV spread me open,
sticking to my pointy ribs
are all your infants in abortion cribs
I was born into this
everything turns to shit

It's not like I made myself a list
Of new and different ways to murder your heart
I'm just a painting that's still wet
If you touch me
I'll be smeared
You'll be stained
Stained for the rest of your life

Blanche Wyer: ...6:30 this morning.
Barb Warner: I can't hear ya.
Blanche Wyer: I woke at 6:30 this morning with a headache.
Barb Warner: Oh...
Blanche Wyer: I wonder to take 'em or not...
Barb Warner: I wouldn't take 'em.
Blanche Wyer: I don't know, the headache is heavier than anything else.
Barb Warner: It's the first time that you took 'em?

{6:30, this mornin'
I can't hear ya
I woke at 6:30, this mornin' with a headache
Oh!
I wonder to take 'em or not}

{I wouldn't take 'em
I don't know, the headache is heavier than anythin' else

We were neurophobic
And perfect
The day that we lost our souls
Maybe we weren’t so human
But if we cry we will rust
And I was a hand grenade
That never stopped exploding
You were automatic and

Don't know if I can open up, I've been open enough. Don't know if I can open up, I'm not a birthday present.
I'm aggressive regressive,
The past is over
And passive scenes so pathetic.

Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?
Are we fated, faithful, or fatal?

There's not much left to love
too tired today to hate
I feel the empty
I feel the minute of decay
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down
I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me
I'm on my way down

Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666
We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the
needles grow
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement
We're gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the
ema
Blood is pavement
The grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make

Господин Cуперзвезда
Эй, Г-н Суперзвезда:
«Я сделаю для тебя все, что угодно»
Эй, Г-н Суперзвезда:
«Я твой самый большой фэн»
Эй, г-н порнозвезда
Я, я, я, я хочу тебя
Эй, г-н больная звезда

Do you always
Have to hire actors,
To play the devils
That talk me
Out of my
Sui-sites?
You're just
A ring tone,

Do you always
Have to hire actors,
To play the devils
That talk me
Out of my
Sui-sites?
You're just
A ring tone,

Hey
There’s no rules today.
You steal instead of borrow.
You take all the shapes that I make.
And you think
That you think
All the thoughts
That I thought you,

Its no secret were close
As sweaty velcro
Like latex, fur and feathers
Stuck together
Now

In their 62 vette
Sharing one cigarette

It's no secret we're close - as sweaty velcro
like latex fur and feathers - stuck together

Now - in their '62 vette - sharing one cigarette
in a black light trance then - go go dance - then
go go trance - then

They keep me warm on cold nights - it must be quite a sight

I had a little monkey
I sent him to the country
And I fed him on gingerbread
Along came a choo choo,
Knocked my monkey coo-coo
And now my monkey's dead
At least he looks that way,
But then again don't we all?

"Не святой"

Если ты умрёшь, то мне всё равно, потому что
Меня на твою смерть не пригласили...
Ты говорила, что я познал вкус славы и могу замолвить за тебя словечко,
Но теперь я творец... Да, долбаный художник...

У меня есть "F" и "C", а ещё "K",

I'm as fake as e wedding cake
And I'm Vague and I know that I'm homopolitan
Pitifully predictable
Correctly political

I'm the new, I'm the new, new model
I've got nothing inside
Better in the head and in bed

Boys and girls of every age Wouldn't you like to see something strange? Come with us and you will see This, our town of Halloween This is Halloween, this is Halloween Pumpkins scream in the dead of night This is Halloween, everybody make a scene Trick or treat till the neighbors gonna die of fright It's our town, everybody scream In this town of Halloween I am the one hiding under your bed Teeth ground sharp and eyes glowing red I am the one hiding under yours stairs Fingers like snakes and spiders in my hair This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song In this town, don't we love it now? Everybody's waiting for the next surprise Round that corner, man hiding in the trash can Something's waiting now to pounce, and how you'll... Scream! This is Halloween Red 'n' black, slimy green Aren't you scared? Well, that's just fine Say it once, say it twice Take a chance and roll the dice Ride with the moon in the dead of night Everybody scream! Everybody scream! In our town of Halloween! I am the clown with the tear-away face Here in a flash and gone without a trace I am the "who" when you call, "Who's there?" I am the wind blowing through your hair I am the shadow on the moonlit night Filling your dreams to the brim with fright This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Tender lumpings everywhere Life's no fun without a good scare That's our job, but we're not mean In our town of Halloween In this town Don't we love it now? Everyone’s waiting for the next surprise Skeleton Jack might catch you in the back And scream like a banshee Make you jump out of your skin This is Halloween, everybody scream Won’t ya please make way for a very special guy Our man jack is King of the Pumpkin patch Everyone hail to the Pumpkin King This is Halloween, this is Halloween Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! Halloween! In this town we call home Everyone hail to the pumpkin song La lala la, la la la la...

Oh, ah ah ah ah
Oh, ah ah ah ah, oh
Crushing, cheating, changing.
Am I deaf or dead?
Is this constricting construction
Or just streets with rusty signs
Of something violent coming?
Oh, ah ah ah ah

Stood in the face of grim death, screaming "Monsters, bring me to deafness!"
My dagger and swagger are useless in the face of the mirror when the mirror is made of my face.

[Chorus:]
This is the House of Death. Even Angels die in the arms of demons.
This is the House of Death. Even angels die in the arms of Demons.

Hide your heart in your gut, but for what?

I am the face of piss and shit and sugar
I do a crooked little dance with my funny little monkey
What I want, what I want is just your children
I hate what I have become to escape what I hated being
Caliopenis envy from your daddy
You're not gonna hear what he don't want to hear
What I say disgusts him
He wants to be me and that scares him

<vandalismmusic>

Stare into my Kodachrome jackhammer I-eyes never thought you'd see
the asphalt crack-crack-crack like a black eggshell

don't ever say I never warned you from the start
don't ever say I never warned you from the start
you're not a shovel and I'm not your dirt

Honky-tonk devils glitter in
Like royal rats in kitten skin
And all the blondes drop their panties and cry
To the father's first lullaby
So let me paint you with my love
With my love, with my love

To kill the man behind the crowd

[Woman:]
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
I'd fuck you in secret

Reach out and touch faith

Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there

In our wicked world
On our way to hell
We know what to do
And we do it well

We're out spore your babies
With our rotten teeth
We eat the candy lake

You look so pretty
When you cry.
Don't wanna hit you
But the only thing,
Between our love is
(1) A bloody nose
(2) A busted lip
And

There's no earthly way of knowing which direction we are going
There's no knowing where we're rowing or which way the river's flowing
Is it raining? Is it snowing? Is a hurricane a blowing?
Not a spec of light is showing so the danger must be growing
Are the fires of Hell a glowing? Is the grizzly reaper mowing?
YES!!!
The danger must be growing
for the rowers keep on rowing

this is for the people, they want you
this is for the people, they want you
getting high on violence, baby

President Dead is clueless
and he's caught in a headlight, police-stated god
and his skull is stained glass

Yeaaah, yeaaah
Yeaaah, yeaaah
Yeaaah, yeaaah
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Yeaaah, yeaaah
Yeaaah, yeaaah
Yeaaah, yeaaah

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then it seemed like a one car car wreck

Putting Holes in Happines

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then, it seemed like a one car wreck

The hunger inside, given to me,
makes me what I am.
Always it is calling me,
for the blood of man.

They say I cannot be this,
I am jaded, hiding from the day.
I can't bear, I cannot

your world is an ashtray
we burn and coil like cigarettes
the more you cry your ashes turn to mud
its the nature of the leeches, the virgin’s
feeling cheated
you’ve only spent a second of you’re life
my world is unaffected, there is an exit here
I say it is and then it’s true, there is a dream inside a

All simple monkeys with alien babies
Все примитивные обезьяны с чужими зверёнышами,
Amphetamines for boys
Амфетамины для мальчиков,
Cruicifixes for ladies
Распятия для девушек -
Sampled and soulless
Всё испробовано и обездушено,

Remember when I took you up to the top of the hill?
We had our knives drawn, they were as sharp as we were in love
If god crossed us we'd take all his drugs
Burn his money and his house down and wait for the fire to spread

Sometimes hate is not enough to turn this all to ashes
Together as one, against all others
Break all of their wings to make sure it crashes

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 im a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and i got a K too
And the only thing thats missing is a bitch like yoU

You wanted Perfect

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 im a fucking work of art
I've got an F and a C and i got a K too
And the only thing thats missing is a bitch like yoU

You wanted Perfect

Devil's got a cut, like a slit in a cattles calf
Dollar sign snakes, I'm all in the damned
Godless, fearless of the flood
Or the blood of the coming spring
Something is shedding its scales
Crying from the heat of the light
Or the empty shell on the stage
And cash is a poor man's money

Devil's got a cut, like a slit in a cattles calf
Dollar sign snakes, I'm all in the damned
Godless, fearless of the flood
Or the blood of the coming spring

Something is shedding its scales
Crying from the heat of the light
Or the empty shell on the stage

You've got your
Hell's teeth
Smiling at you.
It keeps your brain safe,
As it all eat at your face. . .
And don't worry
We'll 'blur it out'
And no one

The beauty spot was borrowed and
Now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow.
I'm a confession that is waiting to be heard.

Burn your empty rain down on me
Whisper your deathbeat so softly
We bend our knees
At the altar of my ego

Burn the witches, burn the witches
Don't take time to sew your 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 your bridges, burn your bridges

Through early morning fog I see
The visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realize and I can see
That suicide is painless
It brings on many changes
And I can take or leave it if I please
The game of life is hard to play

If I had time to kill the world I'd try
Oh no, but I'm busy, killing me
I don't have time to build a suicide
Because the snowman melts in spring
The striper girls will not be coming back
In the summer, for me, me
I don't have time to even say good bye
We are dying, as winter lives, spring!

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you

Her heart shivers in my hand
She's melting on me like cotton candy
I make the faces that make you cry
I want you more when you're afraid of
My disease, disease is draining me
Anymore you're not so 'pretty please'
Disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when you're afraid of me

Ringtone
{I want to know um
Why it is that all of you seem to have Satanic signs all over you?
And what is that make?
Does this music 'cause you to do, what you do?
Is that directed at us, or the parents?
That's funny, Twiggy
Does the music cause us to do what we do?

Sometimes I feel I've got to
Run away, I've got to
Get away from the pain you drive into the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
And I've lost my light
For I toss and turn, I can't sleep at night

Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away
I've got to Get away
From the pain that you drive in the heart of me
The love we share
Seems to go nowhere
I've lost my lights
I toss and turn I can't sleep at night

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

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Hey God, why are you doing this to me?
Am I not living up to what I'm supposed to be?
Why am I seething with this animosity?
Hey God, I think you owe me a great big apology.

Terrible lie
Terrible lie
Terrible lie

I don't want you and I don't need you
don't bother to resist, I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong
the beautiful people, the beautiful people,
It's all relative to the size of your steeple
you can't see the forest for the trees,
and you can't smell

And I don't want ya, and I don't need ya,
Don't bother to resist, or I'll beat ya,
It's not your fault that you're always wrong,
The weak ones are there, justify the strong,
The beautiful people, the beautiful people,
It's all relative to the size of your steeple,
You can't see the forest, for the trees,
And you can't smell your own...

I don't want you and I don't need you
don't bother to resist, I'll beat you
It's not your fault that you're always wrong
the weak ones are there to justify the strong

the beautiful people, the beautiful people
it's all relative to the size of your steeple
you can't see the forest for the trees

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.
We set fashion, not follow
Spit vitriol, not swallow

"The Death Song"

we're on a bullet
and we're headed straight into god
even he'd like to end it too
we take a pill, get a face
buy our ticket
and we hope that heaven's true

The drugs they say
To 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
There's no love for tomorrow

"Odds of Even"
"The Fall of The House of Death (Bonus track)"

[Verse 1]
Stood in the face of the grim death
Screaming monsters bring me to deafness
My dagger and swagger are useless in the face of the mirror
When the mirror is made of my face

Nothing suffocates you more than
The passing of everyday human events
And isolation is the oxygen mask you make
Your children breath in to survive
But I’m not a slave to a god
That doesn’t exist
And I’m not a slave to a world
That doesn’t give a shit

The day they covered us in the dirt
Like stars in the ground
That will grow into dead flowers
The day they covered us in the dirt
Like stars in the ground
That will grow into dead flowers
Your body's on me
Like sleepless spiders.

I'm not man enough to be human
But I'm trying to fit in
And I'm learning to fake it
Don't ever meet their friends
It tells you too much
Or not enough
Or worse
Exactly the wrong thing

All our monkeys have monkeys
We drive our death crush diamond Jaguar limousines
We're not fantastic motherfuckers
But we play them on TV
It's a dirty word Reich
Say what you like
It's a dirty word Reich
Say what you like

How the fuck are we supposed to know
when I'm a monster, the way you refuse to die?

How the fuck are we supposed to know
if we're in love or if we're in pain?

Im a tightrope walker.
I can't find my circus

The KKK took my baby away
They took her away, away from me
The KKK took my baby away
They took her away, away from me

She went away for the holidays
Said she's going to LA
She never got there

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
And I’m so empty here without you
I crack my xerox hands

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 you...

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,

I don't know if I cannot open up
I've been opened enough
I don't know if I can open up
I'm not a birthday present
I'm aggressive aggressive
The past is over
Now the passive seems so pathetic

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

We are the nobodies, we wanna be somebodies
When we're dead, they'll know just who we are
We are the nobodies, we wanna be somebodies

Сегодня пылен я,
Хотел бы чище стать,
Но завтра я пойму,
Что я всего лишь грязь.

А мы - пустое место,
Но так хотим быть многим,
Когда же мы умрём,

"The Red Carpet Grave"

They call her
Bulldozer speech demon
Without distractions of hope,
She makes the depression business
Look surprisingly novel.
And she's not just royal,

Your world is an ashtray
We burn and coil like cigarettes
The more you cry
your ashes turn to mud
The nature of the leeches,
the virgin’s feeling cheated
You’ve only spent a second of your life
My world is unaffected, there is an exit here

The Speed of Pain

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

When you want it

"Third Day Of A Seven Day Binge"

We've only reached the third day of our seven-day binge
And I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
We've only reached the third day of a seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I can't decide if you're wearing me out or wearing me well

I kill myself in small amounts
In each relationship it's not
About love.
Just another funeral and
Just another girl left in tears.
And I'm waiting
With the sound turned off
I'm waiting

We've only reached the third day of our seven-day binge
And I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips
We've only reached the third day of a seven-day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I can't decide if you're wearing me out or wearing me well
I just feel like I'm condemned to wear someone else's hell
We've only reached the third day of our seven-day binge

We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

We’ve only reached the third day of a seven day binge
I can already see your name disintegrating from my lips

I can’t decide if you wear me out
Or wear me well

Это новое дерьмо

Всё уже давно сказано
Больше добавить нечего
Когда всё
возможно
Ты можешь cпросить как это называется

Boys and girls of every age
Wouldn't you like to see something strange?

Come with us and you will see
This, our town of Halloween

This is Halloween, this is Halloween
Pumpkins scream in the dead of night

Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"

A girl is a man's sweet nest
We all know the way it ends
No matter how many times we film it
The audience thinks they've seen it for the first time
Things that pretty are always kept behind glass
Someone like me, someone like me can't make it last
I like you damaged, but I need something left
Something for me, something for me to wreck

I sit here all knowing
Knowing nothing here at all, yeah
My cuts spread slower
Pig hands reach into my sides, yeah
I hate this life you give me
I give you hate you live for me, yeah
I love the pain you give me
This hurting feels like love to me, yeah

she's made of hair and bone and little teeth
and things I cannot speak
she comes on like a crippled plaything
spine is just a string
I wrapped our love in all this foil
silver-tight like spider legs
I never wanted it to ever spoil
but flies will always lay their eggs

At the end
I became them
And I led them
After all none of us really qualified as humans
We were just hardworn, automatic
And as hollow as the "O" in god
I reattached my emotions
Cellular narcotic

Come on, come on!
Come on, come on!

I am overground, outselling it
Since God thinks I don't exist
The beatings happen per minute
This is not blue collar white corrective politics
I'm on an hate, american style, kick

Come on, come on!
Come on, come on!

I am overgrounded, outselling it
Since God thinks I don't exist
The beatings happen perminent
This is not blue collar white corrective politics
I'm on an hate, american style, kick

I am overground, outselling it
Since God thinks I don't exist
The beatings happen per minute
This is not blue collar white corrective politics
I'm on an hate, american style, kick

This is the black collar song
Put it in your middle finger and sing along

(Дружелюбно к пользователю)
Пользуй меня, когда хочешь кончить
Я истек кровью, чтобы ты только прикоснулась
Когда я в тебе, мне хочется умереть × 2
Дружелюбно к пользователю грязно трахающая наркозвезду
Умрешь ли ты во время кайфа
Ты бы никогда не умерла только ради меня × 2
Она говорит:

Use me when you want to come
I've bled just to have your touch
When I'm in you I want to die

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Will you die when you're high
You'd never die just for me
She says,

Valentine’s Day
She was the color of TV
her mouth curled under like a metal snake
although Holy Wood was sad
they'd remember this as Valentine's day
flies are waiting
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death x2
slit our wrists and send us to heaven

I wake up everyday, the wrong side of the bed
I won't lay down on the floor like I'm the whore in your head
Call me a failure, pretender, sex offender, infector
Say I killed all my friends, and I deserve to be dead

Kiss, baby, kiss
Bang, baby bang
Suckm baby, suck

Мы из Америки, мы из Америки
Где мы поедаем наш молодняк
Мы из Америки, мы из Америки
Оттуда, где родился Иисус

Мы из Америки, мы из Америки
Где позволяют кончать прямо на лица
Мы из Америки, мы из Америки

Virgins sold in quantity
"African" American heredity
I'm playin' my guitar and I'm feelin' fine
Why are all the "niggers" in the unemployment line?

White Trash get down on your knees
Time for cake and sodomy
White Trash get down on your knees

I'll build you a shiny dollhouse or church
For you to shrink
Into a tiny wight spider
And gorge on horrid memories
With conceited wings

Smother the past in a cocoon
Or me

Working Class Hero

As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By givin' you no time 'sted of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be

When will you realize you’re already there?
So watered down — your feelings have turned to mud
“Love everybody” is destroying the value of
All hate has got me nowhere
I know I’m slipping, I know I’m slipping, I know I’m slipping away × 2
Oh no, it is everything they said it was
Oh no, I am all the things they said I was × 2
When you get to heaven you will wish you’re in hell × 2

Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake
To grow in our kitchen in the pies we bake
Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies
Twisting our guts make our spines to jelly
Stay yeah don't want to go now
Drove the children from their chores
Handcrafted housewives into whores
Fear of the beast is calling it near

You And Me And the Devil Makes 3 (оригинал Marilyn Manson)

Ты, я и дьявол - нас трое (перевод Нагайна из Москвы) i

I'm just like rolling a stone up
A hill in Hades
If you want to lie with me
You're going to be a liar

I’m just like rolling a stone up
A hill in Hades
If you want to lie with me
You’re going to be a liar
Hell-flavored, I’ve got mood poisoning
You must be something that I hate
I’m just a prison of property
Buckets full of better misery

I, don't wanna know your name
And I, don't want your private number, baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you're lots of fun
Open up your loving arms
I want some, want some

i don't wanna know your name
and I don't want your private number, baby.
All I know is that to me
you look like your lots of fun,
open up your lovin' arms
yeah I want some want some
I set my sights on you
(and no one else will do)

01. Irresponsible Hate Anthem
02. The Beautiful People
03. Dried Up, Tied And Dead To The World
04. Tourniquet
05. Little Horn
06. Cryptorchid
07. Deformography
08. Wormboy

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Oh, ah ah ah ah
Oh, ah ah ah ah, oh
Crushing, cheating, changing.
Am I deaf or dead?
Is this constricting construction
Or just streets with rusty signs

Remember when I took you
Up to the top of the hill?
We had our knives drawn.
They were as sharp
As we were in love.
If god crossed us
We'd take all his drugs,
Burn his money

I'll swallow up all of you
Like a big bottle of big, big pills
You're the one that I should never take
But I can't sleep until I devour you
I can't sleep until I devour you

You're a flower that's withering
I can't feel your thorns in my head

Everything has been said before
There's nothing left to say anymore
When it's all the same
You can ask for it by name

Babble babble bitch bitch
Rebel rebel party party
Sex sex sex and don't forget the "violence"

Use me when you want to cum
I'd bled just to have your touch
When I'm in you I wanna die
Use me when you want to cum
I'd bled just to have your touch
When I'm in you I wanna die

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The fruit is speechless
before our sorceries
the party has just begun
Timelapse and dancing and rotting in place,
and we have reached the high end of low
The high end of low
The high end of low