Marilyn Manson - Thrift Lyrics
I sit here all knowingKnowing nothing here at all, yeahMy cuts spread slowerPig hands reach into my sides, yeahI hate this life you give meI give you hate you live for me, yeahI love the pain you give meThis hurting feels like love to me, yeahThey go down town down townThey goDown insideDown insideDown insideThey go down town down townThey go down town to sellDown town down townThey go down town to sellMy body hangs on hooksA cloth to society, yeahYour dollars wet my skinMakes me paper mache thrift, yeahI hate this life you give meI give you hate you live for me, yeahI love the pain you give meThis hurting feels like love to me, yeahThey go down town down townThey goDown insideDown insideDown insideThey go down town down townThey go down town to sellDown town down townThey go down town to sellTo sellI hate this life you give to meI hate this life you give to meI hate this life you give to meI hate this life you give to meI hate this life you give to meI hate this life you give to me
