Artist:Marilyn Manson
Title:Dried tied and dead to the world


You cut off all your fingers
Trade them in for dollar bills
Cake on some more make up to cover all those lines
Wake up and stop shaking, you're just wasting time
Don't oyu want some of this
Don't you need some of this
You take but cannot be given
You ride but cannot be ridden
Pinch this tiny heart of mine
Wrap it in soil twine
You never read what you've written
I'll be your lover
I'll be forever
I'll be tomorrow I am anything when I'm high
Don't you want some of this
Don't you need some of this
YOU SHOVE YOUR HAIR DOWN MY THROAT
I feel your fingers in me, me
Tear this bitter fruit to mess
Wrap it in your soiled dress
Now you must spit out the seeds
*repeat chorus*
All dried up, and tied, up forever
All fucked up and dead to the world