02-21-01

Psalm 102:1-8

Hear my prayer O Lord;
    let my cry for help come to you.
Do not hide you face from me
     when i am in distress.
Turn your ear to me
     when I call, answer me quickly.

For my days, vanish like smoke
     my bones burn like glowing embers.
My heart is blighted and withered like
     grass;
   I forget to eat my food.
Because of my loud groaning,
     I I am reduced to skin and bones.
I am like a desert owl,
     like an owl among the ruins.
I lie awake; I have become
     like a bird alone on a roof.
All day long my enemies taunt me;
   those who rail against me use my
     name as a curse

Today I am dirty/ and I want to be pretty / Tomorrow, I know that I'm just dirt / We are the nobodies / we wanna be somebodies / when we're dead / they'll know just who we are / Yesterday I was dirty / wanted to be pretty / I know now that I'm forever dirt / We are the nobodies / we wanna be somebodies / when we're dead / they'll know just who we are / Some children died the other day / we fed machines and then we prayed / puked up and down in the morbid faith / you should have seen the ratings that day .... /

The Nobodies - Marlilyn Manson HolyWood (in the shadow of the valley of death)