PAINT YOU WITH MY LOVE - Marilyn Manson

Honky-tonk devils glitter in

Like royal rats in kitten skin

And all the blondes drop their panties and cry

To the father’s first lullaby

So let me paint you with my love

With my love, with my love

To kill the man behind the crowd

Would be viewed as amateur

Because the king is invisible

The king is invisible

And death is a profession

So let me paint you with my love

With my love, with my love

It’s not a life sentence

But a death dream for you

It’s not a life sentence

But a death dream for you

It’s not a life sentence

But a death dream for you

It’s not a life sentence

But a death dream for you

It’s not a life sentence

But a death dream for you