Marilyn Manson - The Gardener Lyrics
But I'm trying to fit in and I'm learning to fake itDon't ever meet their friendsTells you too much or not enough, or worse, exactly the wrong thingEvery nuance, every detail, every movementEvery smell, sound, phrase, inflectionThe way she laughsThese are all the things that you either obsessively *****izeOr make yourself grow to loveAlthough you are supposed to be done growing, she is still growingIt's like a garden with two flowersOne just blooming and casting a shadow just like yoursAnd then it becomes struggle of sunlight or rain or weedsShe and every she is doomed to be your idea of herShe and every she is doomed to be your idea of herI'm not man enough to be humanBut I'm trying to fit in and I'm learning to fa-fa-fa-fake itBut worse so, back to the pointYou are no longer the flower and the sunAnd most importantly the garden or the gardenerA muse, your amusementI am used, it's all ruined if you meet their friendsShe and every she is doomed to be your idea of herShe and every she is doomed to be your idea of herI'm not man enough to be humanBut I'm trying to fit in and I'm learning to fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fake itYou never wanted to share your concept of your creation with any other gods or worshippersYour book isn't burned, it was never writtenYour book isn't burned, it was never writtenI'm not man enough to be humanBut I'm trying to fit in and I'm learning to fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fake itFa-fa-fa-fa-fake it
