If you say that we're ill
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 be your misery
Maybe I'm just a mystery

Marry with the left hand
So far, so far from the maddening 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 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, 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


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WE ARE CHAOS Lyrics as written by Waylon Albright Jennings Brian Hugh Warner

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    Song Meaning

    Marilyn Manson's dad, Hugh Warner, died on Friday July 7, 2017 (he added a couple of songs to his last album because of that) and his dad had served in Vietnam. The statement for the upcoming album 'We Are Chaos' from Manson himself is -

    WHEN SHOOTER JENNINGS (PRODUCER) AND I DECIDED TO START MAKING THIS ALBUM ALMOST 2 YEARS AGO, WE WERE BOTH DOING TOURS SO WE HAD TO WORK AROUND OUR SCHEDULES. SHOOTER AND I HAD A SHARED LOVE FOR BOWIE'S ERA WITH BRIAN ENO. AND I WASN'T AFRAID TO TRY NEW THINGS WITH HIM WRITING THE MUSIC. HE ALSO HELPED ME TO BE UNAFRAID TO TRY OLD THINGS. AS A PRODUCER, HE REALLY PUSHED ME TO BE BOTH NEW AND STILL TRUE TO WHAT THE CORE OF MARILYN MANSON IS. HIS PERSPECTIVE ADDED THE TRANS-DIMENSIONAL ELEMENT THAT I WAS ALWAYS LOOKING TO TAP INTO.

    WHEN I LISTEN TO WE ARE CHAOS NOW, IT SEEMS LIKE JUST YESTERDAY OR AS IF THE WORLD REPEATED ITSELF, AS IT ALWAYS DOES, MAKING THE TITLE TRACK AND THE STORIES SEEM AS IF WE WROTE THEM TODAY.

    THIS WAS RECORDED TO ITS COMPLETION WITHOUT ANYONE HEARING IT UNTIL IT WAS FINISHED. THERE IS MOST DEFINITELY A SIDE A AND SIDE B IN THE TRADITIONAL SENSE. BUT JUST LIKE AN LP, IT IS A FLAT CIRCLE AND IT'S UP TO THE LISTENER TO PUT THE LAST PIECE OF THE PUZZLE INTO THE PICTURE OF SONGS.

    THIS CONCEPT ALBUM IS THE MIRROR SHOOTER AND I BUILT FOR THE LISTENER- IT'S THE ONE WE WON'T STARE INTO. THERE ARE SO MANY ROOMS, CLOSETS, SAFES AND DRAWERS. BUT IN THE SOUL OR YOUR MUSEUM OF MEMORIES, THE WORST ARE ALWAYS THE MIRRORS. SHARDS AND SLIVERS OF GHOSTS HAUNTED MY HANDS WHEN I WROTE MOST OF THESE LYRICS.

    I EXPLORE IDEAS ON THE ALBUM, SUCH AS PERFUME. SOMETHING SO BEAUTIFUL, THE SCENT CAN BE REMEMBERED FOREVER. BUT IT IS ALSO FLAMMABLE ENOUGH TO BURN DOWN A HOUSE. IT'S THE FRAGILE BALANCE OF POWER AND THE ONES WHO HOLD THE MATCH OR SMELL THE LOVELIEST. THE PAINTING I DID SPECIFICALLY TO ACCOMPANY THE MUSIC...THOSE ARE MY REFLECTIONS.

    MAKING THIS RECORD, I HAD TO THINK TO MYSELF: 'TAME YOUR CRAZY, STITCH YOUR SUIT. AND TRY TO PRETEND THAT YOU ARE NOT AN ANIMAL' BUT I KNEW THAT MANKIND IS THE WORST OF THEM ALL. MAKING MERCY IS LIKE MAKING MURDER. TEARS ARE THE HUMAN BODY'S LARGEST EXPORT.

    • MARILYN MANSON
    EternalTearsOfSorrowon August 27, 2020   Link

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