Marilyn Manson

Thrift tracks

Lyrics

1. THRIFT

I sit here all knowing
Knowing nothing here at all
My cut spread slower
Pig hands reach into my sides

I hate this life you give me
I give you hate, you live for me
I love the pain you give me
This hurting feels like love to me

They go down, down
Down inside
They go down town, down town
They go down town to sell

My body hangs on hooks
A cloth to society
Your dollars wet my skin
Makes me papier mache thrift

I hate this life you give me
I give you hate, you live for me
I love the pain
I love this hurting, feels like love to me

They go down
Down town, down town they go
Down town, down town to sell me




2. LET YOUR EGO DIE

Let Your Ego Die
The clock is a ring on her finger
That she checks
When she's out of time
The cigarette's a spike
In the spur of the moment
Digging in her, side
...You fucking die...

She cuts the paper with nails
And her pen is bleeding poetry
Nervous from the sex that she got
And the wine that was spilled
On her clean, white, white sheets, sheets

Like to see you baby
All torn up inside
Girl you're dead already
So just, let your ego die

Nervous from the sex that she got
And the wine that was spilled
On her clean, white, white sheets, sheets
Like to see you baby
All torn up inside
Girl you're dead already
So just, let your ego die
Girl you're dead already
So just, let your ego die
Die, die, die, die

And I say you fucking die




3. SHE'S NO MY GIRLFRIEND

She's Not my Girlfriend
Her heart is in my hand
It shivers like a toad
She tries to understand the
Tiny lump that's down inside her throat
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck

Her head is in my lap
It twists and coughs and sings
Her hair is in my grasp
It hangs and swings like swollen strings
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck

Her face is inside out
An open book report
I read what she's about
And she's filled with words that hurt
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck

Sometimes I want her in
Sometimes I want her out
My perception of sin
Is filled with pain and fear and doubt

She she she she, she isn't my girlfriend
No no, I'm not who you think I am
She she, she isn't my girlfriend
No no, I'm not who you think I am

Her clothes are on the ground
A crumpled rainbow mass
She's scattered all around
And she's scattered now like broken glass
It goes
Suck suck
Suck suck
Suck suck

Sometimes I want her in
Sometimes I want her out
My perception of sin
Is filled with pain and fear and doubt

She she she she, she isn't my girlfriend
No no, I'm not who you think I am
She she, she isn't my girlfriend
No no, I'm not who you think I am

She she, she isn't my girlfriend




4. WHITE KNUCLE

White Knuckles
Smack dab flat on my back
Solid ground beginning to crack
I pulled her down and down and down
I lost my breath I thought I'd drown
Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles

Her leg my hand a smoldering brand
Sticking to her wet, body like sand
Her place distaste we fell from grace
Red smears across our face

Fistfuls of you

Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
Fistfuls of you
Fistfuls of you
You pulled me through with white knuckles
White knuckles
White knuckles
White knuckles
White knuckles




5. STRANGE SAME DOGMA

Same Strange Dogma
Burn you fucker!

This is unreal

Burn burn burn
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
Hand shake ring sign
Snake eye bite mine
I don't need your hate
Burn burn
I decide my fate

Burn burn burn burn
Burn your bridges
Burn your bridges
Don't take time to sew your stitches
Burn your bridges
Burn your bridges
Don't take time to sew your stitches
Levi crowley golden dawn
Strange same dogma on and on
I don't need your hate
Burn burn
I decide my fate
We don't viscerate
Your mind masturbates
Burn you fuck

Burn burn burn burn
Burn and burn and burn the witches
Burn and burn and burn the witches
Burn and burn and burn the witches
Don't take time to sew your stitches
Burn burn Burn burn Burn burn Burn you fucker
Burn the witches
Burn Burn the witches
Burn burn Burn the witches
Burn
No age no pain no gray hair
Strange same dogma I don't care
I don't need your hate
Burn burn
I decide my fate
Burn you fucker

We don't viscerate
Burn burn Your mind masturbates
Burn burn I don't need your hate
I decide my fate
Burn you fucker
Burn you fucker
This is unreal

Burn the witches burn the witches
Don't take time to sew your stitches
Burn the witches burn the witches
Don't take time to sew your stitches
Burn burn Burn the witches
Burn burn Burn burn