Marilyn Manson - Diamonds & Pollen lyrics
[Marilyn Manson - Diamonds & Pollen lyrics]
America bled to death electric and pregnant
Brilliant sluts and fire worship
Devouring the righteous
We were just monkeys braiding thread
We were golden needles diamonds and pollen
And Coma White a manniqueen of depression
The face of a Dead Star
Fagged out for the coroner
She was so soft in the bed
And the pomegranate earth spins into oblivion
The one that trembles the one that fears
The one that suffers the one that vomit's
The one that needs the one that trembles
The one that fears the one that suffers
The one that vomit's the one that needs
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
And all your sad endings are
Planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and
To die like flowers do
And all your sad endings are
Planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and
To die like flowers do
And all your sad endings are
Planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and
To die like flowers do
Brilliant sluts and fire worship
Devouring the righteous
We were just monkeys braiding thread
We were golden needles diamonds and pollen
And Coma White a manniqueen of depression
The face of a Dead Star
Fagged out for the coroner
She was so soft in the bed
And the pomegranate earth spins into oblivion
The one that trembles the one that fears
The one that suffers the one that vomit's
The one that needs the one that trembles
The one that fears the one that suffers
The one that vomit's the one that needs
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
Million scars, million promises
And all your sad endings are
Planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and
To die like flowers do
And all your sad endings are
Planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and
To die like flowers do
And all your sad endings are
Planting in their gardens
And they're waiting to grow and
To die like flowers do
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