ترانه:
Marilyn Manson

The boy's got a head like an atom bomb Hang him from a cross like a number one son And he?s been waiting so long To get it on The boy?s 15 but he?s 16

In the wasteland On the way to the Red Queen It's no wonder our stage clothes Have dreams to be famous Trees in the courtyard Are painted in blood, so

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 to

And I'm a black rainbow and I'm and ape of God I got a faces made for violence upon And I'm a teen distortion survived abortion A rebel from the waist

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

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 wanna visit

The fruit is speechless before our sorceries The party has just begun Time lapse and dancing and rotting in place And we've reached the high end of low

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

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