Marilyn Manson - Murderers Are Getting Prettier Every Day lyrics

Do you always have to hire actors to play the devils that talk me out of my suicides? You're just a ring tone that happens when you get sick enough to call the one with bullet holes, bullet holes for eyes Fall on your knees I hear the horrid voices of someone else's angels Fall on your knees I hear the horrid voices of someone else's angels I broken open the box when I spoke the spell and I became an entrance wound to your bedroom grave, and I was paid with the shadow of consensual rape Your ransom note is quoted by your d**h and birth certificates and all of your love, and all of your love letters read just like my will Fall on your knees I hear the horrid voices of someone else's angels Fall on your knees I hear the horrid voices of someone else's angels I don't have to see to know that murderers are getting prettier every day I don't have to see to know that murderers are getting prettier every day Fall on your knees I hear the horrid voices of someone else's angels Pfft, f** it