marilyn manson - spade

album: the golden age of grotesque



the beauty spot was borrowed and

now my sweet knife rusts tomorrow.

i'm a confession that is waiting to be heard.



burn your empty rain down on me

whisper your deathbeat so softly

we bend our knees

at the altar of my ego



you drained my heart

and made a spade

but there's still traces of me

in your veins

you drained my heart

and made a spade

but there's still traces of me

in your veins



all my lilies' mouths are open

like they're begging for dope

and hoping

their bitter petal chant,

"we can kick, you won't be back."



i'm a diamond that is tired

of all the faces i've acquired

we must secure the shadow

ere the substance fades



you drained my heart

and made a spade

but there's still traces of me

in your veins

and we said 'til we die



you drained my heart

and made a spade

but there's still traces of me

in your veins

you drained my heart

and made a spade

but there's still traces of me

in your veins

you drained my heart

and made a spade

but there's still traces of me

in your veins

and we said 'til we die

and we said 'til we die

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