Target Audience (Narcissus Narcosis)
Marilyn Manson"Target Audience (Narcissus Narcosis)" is a song by Marilyn Manson, released in 2000 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:55 long and contains 35 lines and 207 words.
0:21Am I sorry your sky went black
0:24Put your knives in babies backs
0:28Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's
0:31And Huxley too
0:34But I'm sorry Shakespeare
0:36Was your scapegoat
0:37And your apple's sticking into my throat
0:40Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails
0:44And your crucifixion commercials failed
0:47But I'm just a pitiful anonymous
1:01And I see all the young believers
1:08Your target audience
1:09I see all the old deceivers
1:12And we all just sing their song
1:21Am I sorry to just to be alive
1:24Putting my face in the beehive
1:28Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald
1:31Pinks and coc*ine too
1:34I'm sorry you never check
1:35The bag in my head for a bomb
1:37And my halo was a needle hole
1:40Sorry I saw a priest being beaten
1:44And I made a wish
1:48But I'm just a pitiful anonymous
1:54And I see all the young believers
1:59Your target audience
2:01I see all the old deceivers
2:05And we all just sing their song
2:08The valley of death we are free
2:50Your father's your prison you see
3:15And I see all the young believers
3:20Your target audience
3:22I see all the old deceivers
3:26And we all just sing their song
3:55You're just a copy of an imitation
Am I sorry your sky went black Put your knives in babies backs Am I sorry you killed the Kennedy's And Huxley too But I'm sorry Shakespeare Was your scapegoat And your apple's sticking into my throat Sorry your Sunday smiles are rusty nails And your crucifixion commercials failed But I'm just a pitiful anonymous And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers And we all just sing their song Am I sorry to just to be alive Putting my face in the beehive Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald Pinks and coc*ine too I'm sorry you never check The bag in my head for a bomb And my halo was a needle hole Sorry I saw a priest being beaten And I made a wish But I'm just a pitiful anonymous And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers And we all just sing their song The valley of death we are free Your father's your prison you see And I see all the young believers Your target audience I see all the old deceivers And we all just sing their song You're just a copy of an imitation
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