Into The Fire

Marilyn Manson

The High End Of Low


It's the film close to the third act and the misery
It's not rain, you rapist werewolves, it's God pissing down on you
You won't die alone, 'cause I'll break off my own arms

Sharpen my bones, stab you once for each time
I thought you were trying to take something
You'll never be good enough to even look upon

It's better to push something when it's slipping
Than to risk being dragged down

If you want to hit bottom
And bother trying to take it me with you
And I won't answer if you call
Too happy to live in Hell trying to break your fall

This isn't mine, won't need to change the names
Everyone around you has murdered someone, something sacred
Isn't one nail without her under it
Isn't any white cotton panties that are soaked and
stained red

It's better to push something when it's slipping
Than to risk being dragged down

If you want to hit bottom
And bother trying to take it me with you
I won't answer if you call
Too happy to live in Hell trying to break your fall

Into the fire
Fire
Into the fire, fire
Into the fire, fire

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