Thrift - Marilyn Manson & The Spooky Kids

Thrift

I sit here all knowing

Knowing nothing here at all, yeah

My cuts spread slower

Pig hands reach into my sides, yeah

I hate this life you give me I give you hate you live for me, yeah

I love the pain you give me This hurting feels like love to me, yeah

They go down town down town

They go Down inside

Down inside

Down inside

They go down town down town

They go down town to sell

Down town down town

They go down town to sell

My body hangs on hooks

A cloth to society, yeah

Your dollars wet my skin

Makes me paper mache thrift, yeah

I hate this life you give me I give you hate you live for me, yeah

I love the pain you give me This hurting feels like love to me, yeah

They go down town down town

They go Down inside

Down inside

Down inside

They go down town down town

They go down town to sell

Down town down town

They go down town to sell

To sell

I hate this life you give to me

I hate this life you give to me

I hate this life you give to me

I hate this life you give to me

I hate this life you give to me

I hate this life you give to me