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You're a woman, I'm a Machine~Death from above 1979 (the whole album) currently on Romantic Rights ... but that is about to change.

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"Wight Spider" --Marilyn Manson

I’ll build you a shiny

dollhouse or church

where you can shrink

into a tiny wight spider

and gorge on horrid memories

with conceited wings

Smother the past in a cocoon

or me

and I’ll help you move

all the bodies

I’ll possess you but I don’t need you

to be another one of my posessions

I don’t need you to be my possession

And I won’t make you kneel,

for anyone but me

Won’t promise a star,

don’t promise your soul

We’ll say that we don’t believe

I’ll keep you wet when the world is dry

I can see them coming

I’ll take you back inside

if they came for answers

I’ll wrap my claws around your mouth tight

we’ll consume each other

until there’s nothing left to hide

and they can all drown in our blood

I’ll possess you but I don’t need you

to be another one of my posessions

I don’t need you to be my possession

And I won’t make you kneel,

for anyone but me

Won’t promise a star,

don’t promise your soul

We’ll say that we don’t believe

And I won’t make you kneel,

for anyone but me

Won’t promise a star,

don’t promise your soul

We’ll say that we don’t believe

We’ll say that we don’t believe

We can’t haunt this home,

home anymore

no, no, no, no, no, no

We can’t haunt this home,

home anymore

no, no, no, no, no, no

We can’t haunt this home,

home anymore

no, no, no, no, no, no

We can’t haunt this home,

home anymore

no, no, no, no, no, no

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I dunno...what am I listening to?

:

Standing round the table

Spinning fables

And signing autographs

Cant you hear them laugh

Ha ha ha ha ha

In their secrecies

They plan their strategies

Its called hypocrisy

And we believe

Mornings

They tell me everything

That I need to know

Or I care to know

Well I can visualize

The look in your eyes

The horror

As the plane goes down

And the siren sounds

We cant believe

We cant believe

In the east where the bear is dancing

In the west where the eagle flies

In the middle we stand our ground

The forces pull us down down down

Tensions on both sides

Were paralyzed and victimized

Were terrified and petrified

Demoralized and mortified

Of genocide and suicide

And patricide and cyanide

Were pacified by every side

Force-fed pride and then we die for them

We die for them

In the east where the bear is dancing

In the west where the eagle flies

In the middle we stand our ground

The forces pull us down down down

We believe

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