If you say that we're ill
Give us your pill
Hope we'll just go away
But once you've inhaled death
Everything else is perfume
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery
In the end we all end up in a garbage dump
But I'll be the one that's holding your hand
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could be your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery
Marry with the left hand
So far, so far from the maddening crowd
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
Am I a man or a show, or moment
The man in the moon
Or a man of all seasons
Will I be in at the kill
With you?
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick
Marilyn Manson - WE ARE CHAOS Lyrics
Marilyn Manson - WE ARE CHAOS Lyrics
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If you say that we're ill
Give us your pill
Hope we'll just go away
But once you've inhaled death
Everything else is perfume
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery
In the end we all end up in a garbage dump
But I'll be the one that's holding your hand
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could be your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery
Marry with the left hand
So far, so far from the maddening crowd
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
Am I a man or a show, or moment
The man in the moon
Or a man of all seasons
Will I be in at the kill
With you?
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick
Give us your pill
Hope we'll just go away
But once you've inhaled death
Everything else is perfume
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery
In the end we all end up in a garbage dump
But I'll be the one that's holding your hand
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could be your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery
Marry with the left hand
So far, so far from the maddening crowd
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
Am I a man or a show, or moment
The man in the moon
Or a man of all seasons
Will I be in at the kill
With you?
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, f*cked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick
Writer: Brian Hugh Warner, Waylon Albright Jennings
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Performed By: Marilyn Manson
From Album: WE ARE CHAOS
Written by: Brian Hugh Warner, Waylon Albright Jennings