Front-row at a music festival with a ton of bands performing but Marilyn Manson just so happened to be one of them. (singing “The Nobodies”.)

“We are the nobodies, Wanna be somebodies..” Marilyn Manson sung on stage; his left hand flexing slightly as he gripped the microphone stand.

“When we're dead.. They'll know just who we are” Marilyn Manson sung into the microphone, his right hand wearing a black fingerless leather glove with studded knuckles lifting to push through his raven black hair.

“Yesterday I was dirty” Marilyn Manson sung into the microphone as he’d locked eyes with you in the crowd.

“Wanted to be pretty..” Marilyn Manson sung into the microphone as his eyes flicked over you up and down a couple times before he’d winked at you playfully.. But something about it sent an uncomfortable cold shiver down your spine.

“I know now that I'm forever dirt.” Marilyn Manson slowly grinned as he watched you, an eyebrow of his rising in the process in curiosity before he’d looked away again.