Marilyn Manson - Murderers Are Getting Prettier Every Day Lyrics
You're just a ringtone, that happens when you get sick enough to call the one with bullet holesBullet holes for eyesFall on your kneesI hear the horrid voices of someone else's angelsFall on your kneesI hear the horrid voices of someone else's angelsBroken open the box when I spoke the spellAnd I became an entrance wound to your bedroom graveAnd I was paid with the shadow of consensual rapeYour ransom note is quoted by your death and birth certificatesAnd all of your love, and all of your love letters read just like my willFall on your kneesI hear the horrid voices of someone else's angelsFall on your kneesI hear the horrid voices of someone else's angelsI don't have to see to know that murderers are getting prettier every dayI don't have to see to know that murderers are getting prettier every dayI don't have to see to know that murderers are getting prettier every dayFall on your kneesI hear the horrid voices of someone else's angelsFall on your kneesI hear the horrid voices of someone else's angelsF*ck you