Marilyn Manson Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

How am I so cold, a question god couldn't answer

My demons working for me in the dark Marilyn Manson

Said I couldn't do it what you mean

Thought she was yours, then why she in the whip with me

Nigga I get what I want don't need to dream

Need to stop hitting my phone you is a feen

Working in the dark Marilyn Manson

Working in the dark Marilyn yeah

Beef with me it's gonna be a big disaster

Turn your crib into scene, I ain't a actor

Got that hell strain inside the wood you know I packed her

I'm too gone got all this lean inside my bladder

I'm already on top this shit don't matter

Side hoe outta your league so is the main

Cause' all these local rappers really lame

If you see the car that you drive on the road we not the same

Bullets hit your frame

Feel like bane

No we not the same

Fsk you know I claim

Rolly on the wrist I feel like Dame

About to go insane in this bitch

Go insane in this shit

How am I so cold, a question god couldn't answer

My demons working for me in the dark Marilyn Manson

Said I couldn't do it what you mean

Thought she was yours, then why she in the whip with me

Nigga I get what I want don't need to dream

Need to stop hitting my phone you is a feen

Working in the dark Marilyn Manson

Working in the dark Marilyn, Marilyn Manson