Текст песни Marilyn Manson Valentine's Day

She was the color of T.V.
Her mouth curled under like a metal snake
Although Holy Wood was sad
They’d remember this as Valentine’s day

Flies are waiting

In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

They slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood

I saw that pregnant girl today
She didn’t know that it was dead inside
Even though it was alive
Some of us are really born to die

Flies are waiting

In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

They slit our wrists and send us to heaven
The first flower after the flood

In the Shadow of the Valley of Death
In the Shadow of the Valley of Death

Версия для печати Версия для печати

Исправлять тексты могут только зарегистрированные пользователи

Поделиться текстом

Комментарии к тексту:

Оставлять сообщения могут только зарегистированные пользователи. Войти на сайт или