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If you say that we're ill<br>
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  If you say that we're ill
Just give us your pill<br>
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  Just give us your pill
hope we'll just go away<br>
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  hope we'll just go away
but once you've inhaled "DEATH"<br>
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  but once you've inhaled "DEATH"
everything else is perfume<br><br>
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  everything else is perfume
 
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Maybe I'm just a mystery<br>
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  Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery<br>
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  I could end up your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery<br>
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  Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery<br><br>
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  I could end up your misery
 
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In the end we all end up in a garbage dump<br>
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  In the end we all end up in a garbage dump
But I'll be the one that's holding your hand<br><br>
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  But I'll be the one that's holding your hand
 
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We are sick, fucked up and complicated<br>
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  We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured<br>
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  We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated<br>
+
  We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured<br><br>
+
  We are chaos, we can't be cured
 
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Maybe I'm just a mystery<br>
+
  Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery<br>
+
  I could end up your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery<br>
+
  Maybe I'm just a mystery
I could end up your misery<br><br>
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  I could end up your misery
 
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Marry with the left hand<br>
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  Marry with the left hand
So far so far from the mad'nig crowd<br><br>
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  So far so far from the mad'nig crowd
 
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We are sick, fucked up and complicated<br>
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  We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured<br>
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  We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated<br>
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  We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured<br><br>
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  We are chaos, we can't be cured
 
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Am I a a man or a show, or moment<br>
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  Am I a a man or a show, or moment
The man in the moon<br>
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  The man in the moon
or a man of all seasons<br>
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  or a man of all seasons
Will I be in at the kill<br>
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  Will I be in at the kill
With you?<br><br>
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  With you?
 
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We are sick, fucked up and complicated<br>
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  We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured<br>
+
  We are chaos, we can't be cured
We are sick, fucked up and complicated<br>
+
  We are sick, fucked up and complicated
We are chaos, we can't be cured<br><br>
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  We are chaos, we can't be cured
 
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We are sick
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  We are sick
  
 
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Revision as of 10:03, 13 September 2020

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"WE ARE CHAOS"
WE ARE CHAOS cover
Song by Marilyn Manson
Album WE ARE CHAOS
Released September 11, 2020
Recorded 2019-2020
Length 4:00
Label Loma Vista
Writer Marilyn Manson
Composer Shooter Jennings


"WE ARE CHAOS" is the second track on the 2020 release WE ARE CHAOS.

Appearances

Albums

Singles

Versions

  • "WE ARE CHAOS" — Appears on the WE ARE CHAOS album and the "WE ARE CHAOS" single.
  • "WE ARE CHAOS (Radio Edit)" — Appears on the "WE ARE CHAOS" promo single.
  • "WE ARE CHAOS (Clean Radio Edit)" — Appears on the "WE ARE CHAOS" promo single.
  • "WE ARE CHAOS (Acoustic)" — Appears on the "WE ARE CHAOS" Japan and Target exclusive CD version.
  • "WE ARE CHAOS (Remix)" — Appears on the "WE ARE CHAOS" deluxe version.

Lyrics

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 If you say that we're ill
 Just give us your pill
 hope we'll just go away
 but once you've inhaled "DEATH"
 everything else is perfume
 
 Maybe I'm just a mystery
 I could end up your misery
 Maybe I'm just a mystery
 I could end up your misery
 
 In the end we all end up in a garbage dump
 But I'll be the one that's holding your hand
 
 We are sick, fucked up and complicated
 We are chaos, we can't be cured
 We are sick, fucked up and complicated
 We are chaos, we can't be cured
 
 Maybe I'm just a mystery
 I could end up your misery
 Maybe I'm just a mystery
 I could end up your misery
 
 Marry with the left hand
 So far so far from the mad'nig crowd
 
 We are sick, fucked up and complicated
 We are chaos, we can't be cured
 We are sick, fucked up and complicated
 We are chaos, we can't be cured
 
 Am I a a man or a show, or moment
 The man in the moon
 or a man of all seasons
 Will I be in at the kill
 With you?
 
 We are sick, fucked up and complicated
 We are chaos, we can't be cured
 We are sick, fucked up and complicated
 We are chaos, we can't be cured
 
 We are sick