#69: The Speed of Pain.
January 12, 2007

They slit our throats
Like we were flowers
And our milk has been devoured

When you want it
It goes away too fast
Times u hate it
It always seems to last
But just remember
When you think you're free
The crack inside your fucking heart
Is me

I wanna outrace the speed of pain
For another day

I wish I could sleep
But I can't lay on my back
Because there's a knife
For everyday that I've known you

Lie to me
Cry to me
Give to me
I would

Lie with me
Die with me
Give to me
I would

Keep all your secrets
Wrapped in dead hair
I hope at least we die
Holding hands for always

- Marilyn Manson

8:14 p.m.

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