Marilyn Manson - A place in the dirt: lyrics de la chanson

We are damned and we are dead all God's children
To be sent to our perfect place in the sun
And in the dirt

There's a windshield in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scarred
And could you stop the meat from thinking
Before I swallow all of it
Could you please?

Put me in
The motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me…
Dress me up and make me your dying God

Angels with needles poked through our eyes
And let the ugly light of the world in
We were no longer blind
We were no longer blind

Put me in
The motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me…
Dress me up and make me your dying God

Now we hold the “ugly head”
The Mary-whore is at the bed
They've cast the shadow of our perfect death
In the sun and in the dirt