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"The Speed of Pain"
The Speed of Pain cover
Song by Marilyn Manson
Album Mechanical Animals
Released September 14, 1998
Recorded 1997–1998 at the White Room, Westlake Recording Studios in West Hollywood, California and Conway Studios
Genre Alternative rock
Length 5:30
Label Nothing, Interscope
Writer Marilyn Manson
Composer Twiggy Ramirez, Madonna Wayne Gacy, Zim Zum
Producer Michael Beinhorn, Marilyn Manson

"The Speed of Pain" is the sixth track on the 1998 release Mechanical Animals.

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  • "The Speed of Pain" — Appears on Mechanical Animals.

Lyrics

    They slit our throats
    Like we were flowers
    And our milk has been
    Devoured
    
    When you want it
    It goes away too fast
    When you hate it
    It always seems to last
    But just remember when you think
    You're free
      The crack inside your fucking heart is me
    
    (Thought, not spoken):
    I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
    
    I wish I could sleep
    But I can't lay on my back
    Because there's a knife
    For everyday that I've known you
    
    When you want it
    It goes away too fast
    When you hate it
    It always seems to last
    But just remember when you think
    You're free
      The crack inside your fucking heart is me
    
    (Thought, not spoken):
    I wanna outrace the speed of pain for another day
    
    Lie to me, cry to me, give to me
    I would
    Lie with me, die with me, give to me
    I would
    Keep all your secrets wrapped in dead hair
      I hope at least we die holding hands
      For always.