Founds total 6 songs
Wrapped In Plastic
Guilt is a snake we beat with a rake. Grow in our kitchens in the pies we bake. Feed it to us to squirm in our bellies. Twisting our guts, melt our spine to jelly.
Telephone
Another night of too much cough syrup. I'm awakened by the incessant ringing of a telephone. I still have dreams caked in the corners of my eyes. and my mouth is dry and tastes shitty.
Strange Same Dogma
Burn the witches, burn the witches.. Don't take time to sew the stitches.. Burn the witches, burn the witches.. Don't take time to sew the stitches.. Hand shake, ring sign, snake eye, bite mine..
Red (in My) Head
Marilyn Manson - Red In My Head. . Red In My Head. Smiling faces on the wall. I took a walk down the hall. I banged my fist against the door. I tossed a quarter to the whore.
My Monkey
i had a little monkey. I sent him to the country and I fed him on gingerbread. along came a choo-choo, knocked my monkey coo-coo. and now my monkey's dead.
Dogma
(This may be dark, come on, i want you to meet my friend). . (Burn burn burn burn burn burn burn burn). . burn the witches, burn the witches. don't take time to sew your stitches.
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