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Текст: Marilyn Manson. The High End of Low. Four Rusted Horses.

Ride this dying carousel
Four rusted horses strangled by their own rope
Where children love are singing
We'll know that their tired hearts had broke
That their tired hearts had broke

Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead, dead

I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
Must've missed the sign that said it was a fire sale
I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
Must've missed the sign that said it was a fire sale

Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead

You can't take this from me
Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell, useless in hell

But I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
Must've missed the sign that said it was a fire sale
I can see the coffin shining through my tinted window
Must've missed the sign that said it was a fire sale

Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead
Everyone will come, everyone will come
To my funeral to make sure that I stay dead

You can't take this from me
Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell

You can't take this from me
Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell
You can't take this from me
Forbidden in heaven and useless in hell, useless in hell

Ride this dying carousel
Four rusted horses strangled by their own rope
Where children love are singing
We'll know that their tired hearts had broke
That their tired hearts had broke
Now that their tired hearts had broke