Alone again again alone Patiently waiting by the phone Hoping that you will call me home The pain inside my love denied Hopes and dreams swallowed by pride Everything I need it lies in you 'Cause I'm broken I know I need you now 'Cause deep inside I'm broken You see the way I live I know I know your heart is broken When I turn away I need to be broken Take the pain away I question why you chose to die When you knew your truth I would deny You look at me The tears begin to fall And all in all faith is blind But I fail time after time Daily in my sin I take your life 'Cause I'm broken I know I need you now 'Cause deep inside I'm broken You see the way I live I know I know your heart is broken When I turn away I need to be broken Take the pain away All the hate deep inside Slowly covering my eyes All these things I hide Away from you again All this fear holding me My heart is cold and I believe Nothings gonna change Until I'm whole again Cause I'm broken I know I need you now 'Cause deep inside I'm broken You see the way I live I know I know your heart is broken When I turn away I need to be broken Take the pain away
Step off the train all alone at dawn Back into the hole where I was born The sun in the sky never raised an eye to me The blood on the trax and must be mine The fool on the hill and I feel fine Don't look back cos you know what you might see Look into the wall of my mind's eye I think I know, but I don't know why The questions are the answers you might need Coming in a mess going out in style I ain't good-looking but I'm someone's child No one can give me the air that's mine to breathe I met my maker I made him cry And on my shoulder he asked me why His people won't fly through the storm I said 'Listen up man, they don't even know you're born' All my people right here, right now D'You Know What I Mean? All my people right here, right now D'You Know What I Mean? All my people right here, right now D'You Know What I Mean? Yeah, yeah I don't really care for what you believe So open up your fist or you won't receive The thoughts and the words of every man you'll need Get up off the floor and believe in life No-one's ever gonna ever ask you twice Get on the bus and bring it on home to me
I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetic I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric I'm crying all my tears and that's fucking pathetic I wanna make you hungry, then I wanna feed ya I wanna paint your face like you're my Mona Lisa I wanna be a champion, I wanna be a loser I'll even be a clown 'cause I just wanna amuse ya I wanna be your sex toy, I wanna be your teacher I wanna be your sin, I wanna be your preacher I wanna make you love me, then I wanna leave ya 'Cause, baby, I'm your David and you're my Goliath Uh-huh Mhm, uh-huh Because I'm the devil who's searching for redemption And I'm a lawyer who's searching for redemption And I'm a killer who's searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption And I'm a bad guy who's searching for redemption And I'm a blonde girl who's searching for redemption And I'm a freak that is searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you can be the beauty and I could be the monster I wanna make you quiet, I wanna make you nervous I wanna set you free but I'm too fucking jealous I wanna pull your strings like you're my Telecaster And if you want to use me, I could be your puppet 'Cause I'm the devil who's searching for redemption And I'm a lawyer who's searching for redemption And I'm a killer who's searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master
I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetic I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric I'm crying all my tears and that's fucking pathetic I wanna make you hungry, then I wanna feed ya I wanna paint your face like you're my Mona Lisa I wanna be a champion, I wanna be a loser I'll even be a clown 'cause I just wanna amuse ya I wanna be your sex toy, I wanna be your teacher I wanna be your sin, I wanna be your preacher I wanna make you love me, then I wanna leave ya 'Cause, baby, I'm your David and you're my Goliath Uh-huh Mhm, uh-huh Because I'm the devil who's searching for redemption And I'm a lawyer who's searching for redemption And I'm a killer who's searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption And I'm a bad guy who's searching for redemption And I'm a blonde girl who's searching for redemption And I'm a freak that is searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you can be the beauty and I could be the monster I wanna make you quiet, I wanna make you nervous I wanna set you free but I'm too fucking jealous I wanna pull your strings like you're my Telecaster And if you want to use me, I could be your puppet 'Cause I'm the devil who's searching for redemption And I'm a lawyer who's searching for redemption And I'm a killer who's searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master
I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you could be the beauty and I could be the monster I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetic I wanna touch your body, so fucking electric I know you're scared of me, you say that I'm too eccentric I'm crying all my tears and that's fucking pathetic I wanna make you hungry, then I wanna feed ya I wanna paint your face like you're my Mona Lisa I wanna be a champion, I wanna be a loser I'll even be a clown 'cause I just wanna amuse ya I wanna be your sex toy, I wanna be your teacher I wanna be your sin, I wanna be your preacher I wanna make you love me, then I wanna leave ya 'Cause, baby, I'm your David and you're my Goliath Uh-huh Mhm, uh-huh Because I'm the devil who's searching for redemption And I'm a lawyer who's searching for redemption And I'm a killer who's searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption And I'm a bad guy who's searching for redemption And I'm a blonde girl who's searching for redemption And I'm a freak that is searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters I wanna be a good boy, I wanna be a gangster 'Cause you can be the beauty and I could be the monster I wanna make you quiet, I wanna make you nervous I wanna set you free but I'm too fucking jealous I wanna pull your strings like you're my Telecaster And if you want to use me, I could be your puppet 'Cause I'm the devil who's searching for redemption And I'm a lawyer who's searching for redemption And I'm a killer who's searching for redemption A motherfucking monster who's searching for redemption I wanna be your slave, I wanna be your master
Maneskin совершенство нашего далёкого от идеала мира... Правили бы вы умами и сердцами правителей России - мир определенно стал бы адекватнее... к чему России северокорейская ограниченность, когда Боги взирают на них...
Oh? ... Oh wow. As if the original wasn't 'already' scary enough, this -- this made me smile, .... seeing the more vintage-esque photography of this version and with the addition of extra scenes of Manson in the bride's dress, this was, ... eye catchingly scary. ... I-in a good way, of course. ... Damn, what an artistic visionary Brian Hugh Warner was.
secondo me questo è più inquietante, però l'altra versione la preferisco pure io perché è più consistente nelle riprese (qui ci sono quelle riprese a cerchio e in 4:3 che non stanno bene montate insieme alle altre)
Nascosto fra la gente Senza un'identità Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente Rinchiuso in quattro mura Nessuna visita Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente Ma se soltanto avesse La possibilità Ti seguirebbe ai quattro angoli della città Nascosto fra la gente Senza un identità Dice che mi ama ma lo so che mente Si muove a piede libero Vestito come un incubo Vuole tu sia in pericolo Però ti chiama idolo Si muove a piedе libero Vestito come un incubo Vuolе tu sia in pericolo Però ti chiama idolo Non prova sentimenti Sono tutti per te Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente Sei in ogni suo risposta E in tutti i suoi perché Dice che ti ama ma lo sai che mente Vuole sempre che giochi Con le sue regole Non gli interessa assomigliarti vuole essere te Lui vuole tutto quanto Però non sa cos'è Dice che ti ama ma sappi che mente Si muove a piede libero Vestito come un incubo Vuole tu sia in pericolo Però ti chiama idolo Si muove a piede libero Vestito come un incubo Vuole tu sia in pericolo Però ti chiama idolo E puoi trovarlo sotto casa Con un coltello in mano Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio Però lui giura che ti ha amato Che non vorrebbe farlo Però il suo amore non l'hai ricambiato E puoi trovarlo sotto casa Con un coltello in mano Perché non hai risposto a un suo messaggio Però lui giura che ti ha amato Che non vorrebbe farlo Però il suo amore non l'hai ricambiato mai Si muove a piede libero Vestito come un incubo Vuole tu sia in pericolo Però ti chiama idolo Si muove a piede libero Vestito come un incubo Vuole tu sia in pericolo Però ti chiama idolo
Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doing something unholy He lucky, lucky, yeah (ooh) He lucky, lucky, yeah (ye-yeah) He lucky, lucky, yeah He lucky, lucky, yeah A lucky, lucky girl She got married to a boy like you She'd kick you out if she ever, ever knew 'Bout all the - you tell me that you do Dirty, dirty boy You know everyone is talking on the scene I hear them whispering 'bout the places that you've been And how you don't know how to keep your business clean Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doing something unholy He's sat back while she's dropping it, she be popping it Yeah, she put it down slowly Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doing something unholy (woo) Mmm, daddy, daddy, if you want it, drop the add'y (yuh) Give me love, give me Fendi, my Balenciaga daddy You gon' need to bag it up, 'cause I'm spending on Rodeo (woo) You can watch me back it up, I'll be gone in the a.m. And he, he get me Prada, get me Miu Miu like Rihanna (ah) He always call me 'cause I never cause no drama And when you want it, baby, I know I got you covered And when you need it, baby, just jump under the covers Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doin' somethin' unholy He's sat back while she's dropping it, she be popping it Yeah, she put it down slowly Oh-ee-oh-ee-oh, he left his kids at Ho-ee-oh-ee-ome, so he can get that Mummy don't know daddy's getting hot At the body shop, doin' something unholy
Marilyn Manson sweet dreams director s cut Emma choose sing and songs watching Peter Barlow with her show everyone and stuff my hands clip in happiness and it doesn't have been the best day for me you anymore are brit walk and my bike will come upstairs so I can get some food hungry thanks for you
The ending scene was just gross, though. I thought all of it had some artistic merit until i saw the pig's butt. It's unlikely i will be watching this again a whole lot. Though i feel tempted to compare it to the original until i establish some satisfactory understanding of their differences. blah blah blah
You're nothing but gasoline Starting fires since seventeen Silver spoon in daddy's jeans You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down Mister in a stolen dress You're so dark but you're painted red Soaking wet in your golden bed You go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down How are you sleeping at night? How do you close both your eyes? Living with all of those lives on your hands? Standing alone on that hill Using your fuel to kill We won't take it standing still Watch us dance How are you sleeping at night? How do you close both your eyes? Living with all of those lives on your hands? Standing alone on that hill Using your fuel to kill We won't take it standing still Watch us dance We're gonna dance on gasoline We're gonna dance on gasoline We're gonna dance on gasoline Your ego is dangerous Your own blood is losing trust With neighbors left in the dust We go four, three, two, one, count it, count it down Seated on a stolen throne Playing God with your heart of stone The whole world is waiting for you to go Down, down, down, down Down How are you sleeping at night? How do you close both your eyes? Living with all of those lives on your hands? Standing alone on that hill Using your fuel to kill We won't take it standing still Watch us dance How are you sleeping at night? How do you close both your eyes? Living with all of those lives on your hands? Standing alone on that hill Using your fuel to kill We won't take it standing still Watch us dance We're gonna dance on gasoline We're gonna dance on gasoline We're gonna dance on gasoline Source: LyricFind
VENT'ANNI Måneskin Io c'ho vent'anni Perciò non ti stupire se dal niente faccio drammi Ho paura di lasciare al mondo soltanto denaro Che il mio nome scompaia tra quelli di tutti gli altri Ma c'ho solo vent'anni E già chiedo perdono per gli sbagli che ho commesso Ma la strada è più dura quando stai puntando al cielo Quindi scegli le cose che son davvero importanti Scegli amore o diamanti, demoni o santi E sarai pronto per lottare, oppure andrai via E darai la colpa agli altri o la colpa sarà tua Correrai diretto al sole oppure verso il buio Sarai pronto per lottare, per cercare sempre la libertà E andare un passo più avanti, essere sempre vero Spiegare cos'è il colore a chi vede bianco e nero E andare un passo più avanti, essere sempre vero E prometti domani a tutti parlerai di me E anche se ho solo vent'anni dovrò correre Io c'ho vent'anni E non mi frega un cazzo, c'ho zero da dimostrarvi Non sono come voi che date l'anima al denaro Dagli occhi di chi è puro siete soltanto codardi E andare un passo più avanti, essere sempre vero Spiegare cos'è il colore a chi vede bianco e nero E andare un passo più avanti, essere sempre vero E prometti domani a tutti parlerai di me E anche se ho solo vent'anni dovrò correre per me E sarai pronto per lottare, oppure andrai via E darai la colpa agli altri o la colpa sarà tua Correrai diretto al sole oppure verso il buio Sarai pronto per lottare, per cercare sempre la libertà C'hai vent'anni Ti sto scrivendo adesso prima che sia troppo tardi E farà male il dubbio di non essere nessuno Sarai qualcuno se resterai diverso dagli altri Ma c'hai solo vent'anni
