Marilyn Manson - Marilyn Manson - Misery Machine

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Marilyn Manson - Marilyn Manson - Misery Machine

Man in the front got a sinister grin, careen down highway 666 
We wanna go, crush the slow, as the pitchfork bends the 
needles grow 
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement 
Were gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the 
ema 
Blood is pavement 
The grill in the front is my sinister grin, bugs in my teeth make 
me sick sick sick 
The objects may be larger than they appear in the mirror 
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement 

Were gonna ride to the abbey of the ema, to the abbey of the 
ema 
Blood is pavement 
When you ride youre ridden, when you ride youre ridden 
I am fueled by filth and fury 
Do what I will, I will hurry there, there 
My arms are wheels, my legs are wheels, my blood is pavement 

Blood is pavement

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