Target Audience [Narcissus Narcosis] lyrics

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

We all just sing their song

Am I sorry just to be alive, putting my face in the beehive?

Am I sorry for Booth and Oswald, pinks and cocaine, too?

I'm sorry you never check the bag in my head for a bomb

And my halo was a needle hole

I'm 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

We all just sing their song

And I see all the young believers

Your target audience

I see all the old deceivers

We all just sing their song

We all just sing their song

We all just sing their song

"Valley of Death, we are free

Your father's your prison, you see"

"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

We all just sing their song

You're just a copy of an imitation

You're just a copy of an imitation

The president is dead, let us pray

• Artist:Marilyn Manson
• Album:Holy Wood (In The Shadow Of The Valley Of Death) - 2000