Marilyn Manson - A Place In The Dirt Lyrics

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 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.