Marilyn Manson - Odds Of Even - text písně

Stood in the face of grim death, screaming "Monsters, bring me to deafness!"
My dagger and swagger are useless in the face of the mirror
When the mirror is made of my face

This is the house of death
Even angels die in the arms of demons
This is the house of death
Even angels die in the arms of demons

Hide your heart in your gut, but for what
When they're waiting to pull you apart like a scarecrow
On death row so now all of your secrets are shown

This is the house of death
Even angels die in the arms of demons
This is the house of death
Even angels die in the arms of demons

This is the house of death
Even angels die in the arms of demons

No one is exempt from the odds of even
No one is exempt from the odds of even
No one is exempt from the odds of even
No one is exempt from the odds of even
No one is exempt from the odds of even
No one is exempt from the odds of even

Přidal: dne 26. 01. 2015 v 12:01.
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