Marilyn Manson Putting Holes in Happiness Lyrics

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Sky was blond like her; it was a day to take the child out back and shoot it
I could have buried all my dead up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft; I was in the deep end of her skin
Then, it seemed like a one-car car wreck, but I knew it was a horrid tragedy
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear

Blow out the candles
On my Frankensteins
At least my death wish will come true
You taste like Valentine's, and we cry
You're like a birthday:
You should have picked the photograph; it lasted longer than you

Put holes in happiness
We'll paint the future black if it needs a color
Death sentence is now a story we'll be digging when you finally let me die
Romance of our ***assination
If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde
But the grass is greener here, and I can see all of your snakes
You wear your ruins well; please, run away with me to hell

[Chorus x 3]

Written by: Tim Skold, Brian Hugh Warner
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY

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