MARILYN MANSON - Murderers Are Getting Prettier Every Day lyrics

rate me

Do you always

have to hire actors,

to play the devils

that talk me

out of my

sui-sites?

You’re just

a ring tone,

that happens when

you get sick enough

to call the one

with bullet holes,

bullet holes for eyes

Fall on your knees

I hear the horrid voices

of someone else’s angels

Fall on your knees

I hear the horrid voices

of someone else’s angels

I broken open the box

when I spoke the spell

and I became

an entrance wound

to your bedroom grave,

and I was paid

with the shadow of consensual rape

Your ransom note

is quoted by,

your death and

birth certificates

and all of your love,

and all of your love letters

read just like my will

Fall on your knees

I hear the horrid voices

of someone else’s angels

Fall on your knees

I hear the horrid voices

of someone else’s angels

I don’t have to see

to know that murderers

are getting prettier

every day

I don’t have to see

to know that murderers

are getting prettier

every day

Fall on your knees

I hear the horrid voices

of someone else’s angels