Interpret:

Marilyn Manson

Album:

The Pale Emperor

Don't know if I can open up
I've been open enough. 
Don't know if I can open up
I'm not a birthday present. 
I'm aggressive aggressive, the past is over. 
Now 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'm feeling 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


Don't know if I can open up
I've been open too much. 
Double cross crossed 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'm feeling 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


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'm feeling 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'm feeling 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