Man That You Fear
I was listening to this tonight and I had to stick it on “repeat” on my CD player. It is a song by Marilyn Manson called Man That You Fear (hence the title). I don’t want to sound too much like one of those people who try to look into a creative work and see all this crap that was never meant to be there, but it almost seems as if this is describing my childhood.
Maybe sometime I’ll do an entry explaining that. Or maybe not. Either way, check it out and maybe you’ll be privy to some secrets about me that I may or may not give out some other time.
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“Ants are in the sugar
The muscles atrophied
We’re on the other side,
The screen is us and we’re TV
Spread me open
Sticking to my pointy ribs
Are all your infants in abortion cribs?
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I was born into this
Everything turns to shit
The boy that you loved is the man that you fear.
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Pray until you’re number
Asleep from all your pain
Your apple has been rotting
Tomorrow’s turned up dead
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I have it all and I have no choice but to
I’ll make everyone pay and you will see
You can kill yourself now
Because you’re dead in my mind
The boy that you loved is the monster you fear.
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Peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark
You’ve poisoned all your children to camoflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters
Pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
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Pray now baby, pray your life was just a dream…
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(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
(I am so tangled in my sins that I cannot escape)
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Pinch the head off, collapse me like a weed
Someone had to go this far
I was born into this
Everything turns to shit
The boy that you loved is the monster you fear
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Peel off all those eyes and crawl into the dark
You’ve poisoned all your children to camoflage your scars
Pray unto the splinters
Pray unto your fear
Pray your life was just a dream
The cut that never heals
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Pray now baby
Pray your life was just a dream
The world in my hands
There’s no one left to hear you scream
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There’s no one left for you”
In a way that was interesting. I don’t see you like that though. I just see you like Jaimie. Its weird. Do I know the secrets of you childhood?
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Oh hey, and thanks for all the notes. I dusted some of the cobwebs off my diary and wrote a little entry :o) haha What can I say? I’m terrible…;o(
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hey hey Jaimie Joel! Ya know…I really dont see you in that at all. MaYbE I have an obstructed vision of you or something, but I dont see you in it. RYN:No, I’m not gonna move out. Cuz I’d miss you to much, and I’d miss my house and stuff. AND I was chatting with Jen, I didnt call her…….we only have one phone line remember? :oP Anywhose, I was hoping you were on! *hugs* luv ya
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hey hey hey again! I wanted to say something really other than what I said before. Cuz I’m answering notes and read a totally different one I dont think I answered before! RYN:Do you really think I’m that shallow that I’d sit across from a hot guy hoping that the pastor would say hold hands?? LoL ;o)
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