Marilyn Manson - Misery machine
Man in the front got a sinister grin, careening 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
We're gonna ride to the abbey of the Thelema, to the abbey of the
Thelema
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 We're gonna ride to the abbey of Thelema, to the abbey of Thelema
Blood is pavement
When you ride you're ridden, when you ride you're 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
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
We're gonna ride to the abbey of the Thelema, to the abbey of the
Thelema
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 We're gonna ride to the abbey of Thelema, to the abbey of Thelema
Blood is pavement
When you ride you're ridden, when you ride you're 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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