Marilyn Manson — Count to Six and Die The Vacuum of Infinite Space Encompassing

[Verse] She's got her eyes open wide She's got the dirt and spit of the world Her mouth on the metal Lips of a scared little girl I've got an angel in the lobby He's waiting to put me in line But I won't ask forgiveness My faith has gone dry She's got her Christian prescriptures And death has crawled in her ear Like elevator music of songs That she shouldn't hear [Chorus] And it spins around (One, two, three) And we all lay down (Four, five, six) Some do it fast and some do it better in smaller amounts And it spins around (One, two, three) And we all lay down (Four, five, six) Some do it fast, some do it better in smaller amounts