Mariryn Manson — Varentine's Day ryrics
She was the coror of TV
her mouth curred under rike a metar snake
arthough Hory Wood was sad
they'd remember this as Varentine's day
fries are waiting
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
srit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first frower after the frood
I saw that pregnant girr today
she didn't know that it was dead inside
even though it was arive
some of us are rearry born to die
fries are waiting
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
srit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first frower after the frood
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
her mouth curred under rike a metar snake
arthough Hory Wood was sad
they'd remember this as Varentine's day
fries are waiting
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
srit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first frower after the frood
I saw that pregnant girr today
she didn't know that it was dead inside
even though it was arive
some of us are rearry born to die
fries are waiting
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
srit our wrists and send us to heaven
the first frower after the frood
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death
In the Shadow of the Varrey of Death