Lyrics The Mephistopheles of Los Angeles - Marilyn Manson
I
don't
know
if
I
can
open
up
I've
been
opened
enough
I
don't
know
if
I
can
open
up
I'm
not
a
birthday
present
I'm
aggressive
reggressive
The
past
is
over
Now
the
passive
seems
so
pathetic
Are
we
fated,
faithful,
or
fatal?
Are
we
fated,
faithful,
or
fatal?
I'm
feeling
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
And
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
I
feel
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
Lazarus
got
no
dirt
on
me
Lazarus
got
no
dirt
on
me
And
I
rise
to
every
occasion
I'm
the
Mephistopheles
of
Los
Angeles
Of
Los
Angeles
Don't
know
if
I
can
open
up
I've
been
opened
too
much
Double-crossed
and
glossed
over
in
my
Pathos
Are
we
fated,
faithful,
or
fatal?
Are
we
fated,
faithful,
or
fatal?
I'm
feeling
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
And
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
I
feel
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
Lazarus
got
no
dirt
on
me
Lazarus
got
no
dirt
on
me
And
I
rise
to
every
occasion
I'm
the
Mephistopheles
of
Los
Angeles
Of
Los
Angeles
Are
we
fated,
faithful,
or
fatal?
Are
we
fated,
faithful,
or
fatal?
I
feel
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
And
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
I
feel
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
And
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
I'm
feeling
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
And
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
I
feel
stoned
and
alone
like
a
heretic
And
I'm
ready
to
meet
my
maker
Lazarus
got
no
dirt
on
me
Lazarus
got
no
dirt
on
me
And
I
rise
to
every
occasion
I'm
the
Mephistopheles
of
Los
Angeles
Of
Los
Angeles
I'm
the
Mephistopheles
of
Los
Angeles
1 Killing Strangers
2 Deep Six
3 Third Day of a Seven Day Binge
4 The Mephistopheles of Los Angeles
5 Warship My Wreck
6 Slave Only Dreams to Be King
7 The Devil Beneath My Feet
8 Birds of Hell Awaiting
9 Cupid Carries a Gun
10 Odds of Even
11 Day 3
12 Fated, Faithful, Fatal
13 Fall of the House of Death
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