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We were speeding togetherDown the dark avenuesBut besides all the stardomAll we got was blues

But through all the sorrowWe were riding highAnd the truth of the matter isI never let you go, let you go

We were scanning the citiesWalking to greater duesBut besides all the glamourAll we got was bruised

But through all the sorrowWe were riding highAnd the truth of the matter isI had to let you go, let you go

You go down just like Holy MaryMary on a, Mary on a crossNot just another Bloody MaryMary on a, Mary on a cross

If you choose to run away with meI will tickle you internallyAnd I see nothing wrong with that

We were searching for reasonsTo play by the rulesBut we quickly foundIt was just for fools

And after all the sorrowWe'll be riding highAnd the truth of the matter isI'll never let you go, let you go

You go down just like Holy MaryMary on a, Mary on a crossNot just another Bloody MaryMary on a, Mary on a

You go down just like Holy MaryMary on a, Mary on a crossYour beauty never ever scared meMary on a, Mary on a cross

If you choose to run away with meI will tickle you internallyAnd I see nothing wrong with that

Nothing wrong with that(Mary on a, Mary on a cross)Nothing wrong with that(Mary on a, Mary on a cross)Mary on a, Mary on a cross

mary on a cross- ghost (sped up/pitched)