Marilyn Manson Lyrics

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Luci In The Sky With Demons Lyrics

I'll spread me open, stuck to my ribs

 Are all your infants in abortion cribs

 You run like roaches, and you try to die

 I know your poison, in our space we'll lie

 To an obscene god we will dance and spit

 The skin is thin, in our beds we sit

 We take off our rings and we kneel

 Our scabbed knees are so slow to heal

 Sketch a little key hole

 For looking-glass people

 I don't want to be me

 I don't want to fear, no

 Momma's got a scarecrow

 Got to let the corn grow

 A man can't always reap what he sows

 (Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime

 I'll be your devil if you'll admit you're mine)

 Leave yourself to be ultra-here

 The chill of fall is always crawling near

 Spiders in the flowers

 Never know their smell

 The barbers here know secrets

 They will never tell

 (Cut, cut, cut in pantomime, mime, mime

 I'll be your devil if you'll admit you're mine)