My God pouts on the cover of the magazine, my God’s a shallow little bitch trying to make the scene. — Nine Inch Nails
You let me violate you, you let me desecrate you, you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you. Help me. — Nine Inch Nails
She shines in a world full of ugliness, she matters when everything is meaningless. — Nine Inch Nails
I am in the needle in your vain, I am the high you can’t sustain. I am the pusher, I am a whore, I am the need in you for more. — Nine Inch Nails
The needle tears a hole, the old familiar sting. Try to kill it all away, but I remember everything. — Nine Inch Nails
The world rejects me, the world threw me away. This world never gave me a chance, this world’s gonna have t to pay. — Nine Inch Nails