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| − | :''This article is about the song. For the album, see [[Eat Me, Drink Me]].''
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| − | "'''EAT ME, DRINK ME'''" is the eleventh and final song from the 2007 release ''[[Eat Me, Drink Me]]''.
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| − | ==Music details==
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| − | Starts melodic before segueing into an all encompassing rhythm. Minutes later it's cut in full-flow only to return with all of its prior bombast seconds later, ends with Manson whispering, the seduction that began with "[[If I Was Your Vampire]]" is concluded.
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| − | ==Appearances==
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| − | ===Albums===
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| − | * ''[[Eat Me, Drink Me]]''
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| − | ==Versions==
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| − | * EAT ME, DRINK ME <small>— Appears on ''Eat Me, Drink Me''</small>
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| − | ==Lyrics==
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| − | In the wasteland
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| − | on the way to the Red Queen...
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| − | it's no wonder our stage clothes
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| − | have dreams to be famous.
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| − | The trees in the courtyard are painted in blood,
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| − | so I've heard.
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| − | She hangs the headless
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| − | upside down to drain.
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| − | EAT ME, DRINK ME
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| − | EAT ME, DRINK ME
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| − | This is only a game,
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| − | this is only a game
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| − | I was invited to
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| − | a beheading today
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| − | I thought I was a butterfly
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| − | next to your flame.
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| − | A rush of panic and
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| − | the lock has been raped.
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| − | This is only a game,
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| − | this is only a game...
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| − | But then our star rushes in,
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| − | feeling like a child and looking
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| − | like a woman...
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| − | She has been forecast with an
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| − | attempt to kill herself,
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| − | but the ending didn't test well.
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| − |
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| − | I was invited to
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| − | a beheading today
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| − | I thought I was a butterfly
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| − | next to your flame.
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| − | A rush of panic and
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| − | the lock has been raped.
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| − | This is only a game,
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| − | this is only a game...
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| − | EAT ME, DRINK ME
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| − | EAT ME, DRINK ME
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| − | This is only a game,
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| − | this is only a game.
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| − |
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| − | So picking my skin
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| − | and my scales
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| − | I see my horror
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| − | mirrored in the
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| − | sundown of your
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| − | blank stare.
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| − | I see my horror
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| − | mirrored in the
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| − | sundown of your
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| − | blank stare.
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| − |
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| − | So picking my skin
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| − | and my scales
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| − | I see my horror
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| − | mirrored in the
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| − | sundown of your
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| − | blank stare.
| + | |
| − | I see my horror
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| − | mirrored in the
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| − | sundown of your
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| − | blank stare.
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| − |
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| − | But then our star rushes in,
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| − | feeling like a child and looking
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| − | like a woman...
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| − | She has been forecast with an
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| − | attempt to kill herself,
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| − | but the ending didn't test well.
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| − |
| + | |
| − | But then our star rushes in,
| + | |
| − | feeling like a child and looking
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| − | like a woman...
| + | |
| − | She has been forecast with an
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| − | attempt to kill ourself,
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| − | but the ending didn't test well.
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| − |
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| − | She has been forecast with an
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| − | attempt to kill ourself,
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| − | but the ending didn't test well.
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| − | EAT ME, DRINK ME
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| − | EAT ME, DRINK ME
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| − | This is only a game,
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| − | this is only a game.
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| − | [[Category: Marilyn Manson Songs]]
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