Mary
Frederik Thaae, Michael Tompa, Paul Marc Rousseau
I say I'm okay but I've got a ways to go
Both ends of the candle burn the rope
So talk to me talk to me I've got it bad
Forgot what I needed lost what I had
Mary
I feel the devil in this room tonight
I'm fading
I'm a sinner and I can't stop now
Unless I hold my breath
Long enough to see God
Somebody wake me up
Cause I'd rather be anywhere else
And if I don't come back
You could be my epitaph
I could live in painted glass
Just like you
Just like you
