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Marilyn Manson( Brian Hugh Warner )
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Thrift Filth
You bite the tin foil they give you Your P.N.O.Y. mind is entombed You are amused by your confusion Staple your face to mine if you're afraid to be alone I'll mail you razor blades for Christmas If you're so disgusted then leave the wicked way You are confused by your amusement The hypocrite will be the first to see the filth
You want to look like me (You want to look like) You want to live like me (You want to live like) You want to live like me (You want to live like) You want to look like me (You want to look like)
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain This won't hurt...
You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Don't you try to touch me You're no different from what you see Don't you try to touch me You're just as filthy as filth can be
Like a pinata you crack open Your candy guts cascade in rainbow You decay in your own containment the sweetest insides are all coated with their filth
It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain It's not the same, you don't mean a thing, you're just another stain
You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think You should eat the shit you speak You know you are what you think
Don't you try to touch me You're no different from what you see Don't you try to touch me You're just as filthy as filth can be
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