Marilyn Manson - A Place In The Dirt

A Place In The Dirt

We are damned and we are dead
all gods children to be sent
to our perfect place in the sun
and in the dirt
There is a win dshield in my heart
we are bugs so smeared and scarred
and could you stop the meat from thin kin g
before I swallow all of it,
could you please?
Put me in the motorcade
put me in the death parade
dress me up and take me
dress me up and make me
your dyin g god
angels with needles
poked through our eyes
let the ugly light
of the world in
we were no longer blin d
we were no longer blin d
Put me in the motorcade
put me in the death parade
dress me up and take me
dress me up and make me
your dyin g god
Now we hold the "ugly head"
the Mary-whore is at the bed
Theyve cast the shadow of our perfect death
in the sun and in the dirt.