A Place In The Dirt Marilyn Manson

[Verse 1]
We are damned, we are dead
All God's children to be sent
To our perfect place
In the sun, in the dirt
There's a windshield in my heart
We are bugs so smeared and scarred
Could you stop the meat from thinking 'fore I swallow all of it?
Could you, please?

[Chorus]
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me
Dress me up and make me your dying God

[Verse 2]
Angels with needles poked through our eyes
Let the ugly light world in
We were no longer blind
We were no longer blind

[Chorus]
Put me in the motorcade
Put me in the death parade
Dress me up and take me
Dress me up and make me your dying God