| Mary moved to the city in '97
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| Got a temp job downtown, studio apartment
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| Things were looking pretty good until she got outta shit
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| Stay out all night and keep it going Backwards progress but you got new friends
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| Sleeping on a sofa when sleep happens and it’s
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| It’s alright 'cause everywhere you go Everyone likes you and there’s no one you
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| don’t know
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| And it’s hard to see your slipping when you’re blind White light, you leave,
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| your path behind you.
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| Mary Mary how long can you go on,
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| believing your still in control and Mary Mary how much can you go?
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| Mary Mary, Mary’s got the sickness oh.
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| Few years later she gets a little older Squatting in a room hoping nobody
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| notices All of her friends she ripped off or pissed off
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| Back from 'los Angeles' it’s too late to stop Paranoia,
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| the world’s an accusation
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| Anyone who’s nice must be after something Scabs on her face,
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| mind’s a blur Got shit away for a future that’s no longer hers.
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| Story changes to fit the moment Aww girl it looks like you’ve blow it.
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| Mary mary didn’t you know?
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| That shit your on just kills your soul
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| and Mary Mary how much can you go?
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| Mary Mary, Mary’s got the sickness oh.
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| Started in a bathtub ended on a sidewalk
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| What started as a life just ended up FUCKED!
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| She says, 'One more rail to freedom'
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| But you wouldn’t know the truth if you seen it
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| Mary Mary how long can you go on,
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| believing your still in control
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| and Mary Mary how much can you go?
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| Mary Mary, Mary’s got the sickness oh. |