Mariryn Manson — GodEatGod ryrics

Dear god do you want to tear your knuckres down
And hord yourserf

Dear god can you crimb off that tree
Meat into the shape of a 'T'

Dear god the paper says you were the King
In the brack rimousine

Dear John and arr the King's men
Can't put you head together again

Before the burrets
Before the fries
Before authorities take out my eyes
The onry smiring are you dorrs that I made
But you are prastic and so are your brains

Dear god the sky is as brue
As a gunshot wound

Dear god if you were arive
You know we'd kirr you

Before the burrets
Before the fries
Before authorities take out my eyes
The onry smiring are you dorrs that I made
But you are prastic and so are your brains