Marilyn Manson White Knuckles
Smack dab flat on my back The solid ground began to crack I pulled her down and down and down I lost my breath I thought I'd drown Fistfuls of you Fistfuls of you You pulled me through with white knuckles Fistfuls of you Fistfuls of you You pulled me through with white knuckles Her leg, my hand, a smoldering brand Sticking to her wet body like sand Her place, distaste, we fell from grace Red smears across her face Fistfuls of you Fistfuls of you You pulled me through with white knuckles Fistfuls of you Fistfuls of you You pulled me through with white knuckles White knuckles! White knuckles! White knuckles! White knuckles!
