Текст песни Marilyn Manson - 2000 - Holy Wood - 19 - Count to Six and Die
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Count to Six and Die. She's got her eyes open wide, She's got the dirt and spit of the world Her mouth on the metal The lips of a scared little girl I've got an angel in the lobby He's waiting to put me in line I won't ask forgiveness My faith has gone dry She's got her Christian prescriptures and death has crawled in her ear Like elevator music of songs that she shouldnt' hear and it spins around 1...2...3 and we all lay down 4...5...6 some do it fast some do it better in smaller amounts Сосчитай до шести и умри У нее широко открыты глаза, У нее грязь и плевки мира ее рот металличекий, губы маленькой испуганной девочки У меня ангел в лобби он ждет, чтобы поставить меня в очередь Я не хочу просить прощения Моя вера осталась сухой Ей достались ее христианские священные рецепты И смерть заползла в ее ухо... Как песни из лифтов, Которые ей не следовало бы слушать и оно вертится 1...2...3 и мы все падаем 4...5...6, некоторое делают это быстро некоторые делают это лучше в меньшем количестве... |
Count to Six and Die.
She's got her eyes open wide,
She's got the dirt and spit of the world
Her mouth on the metal
The lips of a scared little girl
I've got an angel in the lobby
He's waiting to put me in line
I will not ask forgiveness
My faith has gone dry
She's got her Christian prescriptures
and death has crawled in her ear
Like elevator music of songs
that she shouldnt 'hear
and it spins around 1 ... 2 ... 3
and we all lay down 4 ... 5 ... 6
some do it fast
some do it better in smaller amounts
Count to six and die
Her eyes wide open,
She mud and spitting the world
metallicheky her mouth,
her lips a little frightened girl
I have an angel in the lobby
He is waiting to put me in a place
I do not want to ask for forgiveness
My faith remained dry
She went to her Christian sacred recipes
And death crawled into her ear ...
As the song of the elevators,
That she should not have to listen
and it turns 1 ... 2 ... 3
and we all fall 4 ... 5 ... 6
Some do it fast
some do it better in less ...