Putting Holes In Happiness

The sky was blonde like her
It was a day to take the child
Out back and shoot it.
I could have buried all my dead
Up in her cemetery head
She had dirty word witchcraft
I was in the deep end of her skin.
Then, it seemed like a one car car wreck
But I knew it was a horrid tragedy.
Ways to make the tiny satisfaction disappear.

Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.

Putting holes in happiness.
We'll paint the future black
If it needs any color.
My death sentence is a story
Who'll be digging when you finally let me die?
The romance of our assassination
If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde.
But the grass is greener here and
I can see all of your snakes.
You wear your ruins well
Please run away with me to hell.

Blow out the candles
On all my frankensteins.
At least my death wish will come true.
You taste like Valentine's and
We cry,
You're like a birthday.
I should have picked the photograph
It lasted longer than you.

[sublime, tortuoso... previsível e doce... Marilyn Manson ainda me surpreende... e este álbum revela o seu lado mais 'manso'. Putting holes in Happiness é homenagem às asneiras que tenho feito ultimamente que me entristecem e isolam, e aos pensamentos demasiado torturadores. Just a Car Crash Away o hino ao amor; They said hell's not hot, porque provoca e claro... Heart-Shaped Glasses (When The Heart Guides The Hand), porque diz tudo (atenção video)]