Tekster: Marilyn Manson. Sweet Tooth.
Her heart shivers in my hand, she's melting on me like cotton candy
I make the faces that make you cry, I want you more when afraid of my
disease, disease is draining me
Anymore your not so "pretty please"
disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when your afraid of me
I will break you inside out, you are mine, you are mine
I will break you inside out, you are mine, you are mine
Her hair hangs in swollen strings, I'm choking on her it feels so sickening
I make the faces that make you cry, I want more when your afraid of my
disease, disease is draining me, I want you more when your afraid of me
I make the faces that make you cry, I want you more when afraid of my
disease, disease is draining me
Anymore your not so "pretty please"
disease, disease is draining me
I want you more when your afraid of me
I will break you inside out, you are mine, you are mine
I will break you inside out, you are mine, you are mine
Her hair hangs in swollen strings, I'm choking on her it feels so sickening
I make the faces that make you cry, I want more when your afraid of my
disease, disease is draining me, I want you more when your afraid of me
Marilyn Manson
Marilyn Manson
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