Beamon - Marilyn Manson lyrics

[Beamon intro vocals] Please take me up to the sky So I can see how I fall Please break me down Watch me fall Let my bones break Then I crawl [Beamon first verse] And when I walk through my city Bet everything round me is probably dying Ants in the sugar You're spreading me open Don't say any words I want silence You just want money plus all of the d** That you got But b**h I don't want nothing Skin mixed with black and white After I terrorize what you idolize I'm buzzin [Beamon hook] Now the boy that you loved Is the man that you fear Pray your life is just a dream But the cuts never heal Now the boy that you loved Is the man that you fear Pray your life is just a dream But the cuts never heal You can k** yourself now Cause your dead in my mind Peel my eyes off, I find My way Inside of the dark You can k** yourself now Cause your dead in my mind Peel my eyes off, I find My way Inside of the dark [Beamon bridge] And now that boy that you loved Is the monster that you fear And now that boy that you loved Is the monster that you fear [Beamon second verse] And let me run through the fields Young ichiro got no face in my bath house Guess it makes sense if you look at my family portrait My pictures was cut out Now let me stare at the ceiling Look at my hands and they sharp as Some blades now And let me look at the ceiling Stare at my hands and they sharp As some blades now And let me crush the civilians Show them that what they love is not bout nothing And you could paypal a million Dollars I live in the mountains, by (or buy) nothing Pack my bag up with white shirts Look and there you know that there's nothing fancy Pack my bag up with no contacts On my iphone, I'm not answering Nothing [Beamon bridge final verse] Spirits on the floor Ichiro my spirit's gone My face stays unknown You at parties with them clones I look like shawn michaels Sweet chin music in my zone I'm creeping through the forest Body pouring out some ghosts, b**h [Beamon 2nd hook] Body pouring out some ghosts Before you see me go Tell me are you still afraid of me Grew my hair out really long So when they look and they judge They get surprised they can't see none of me Of me, of me [Beamon subtle vocals/thoughts] (mumbles) That's where the city at Yeah, they (or ain't) talking bout me I (or we) be k**ing that You can drop your songs They ain't f**ing with me I can guarantee it We can go to war If that is really what you tryna do you b**h.... [Beamon screams] (with subtles, b**h I'm barely goings) Young beamon guess you going too far Young beamon guess you going too far Young beamon guess you going too far Young beamon guess you going too far You b**h....