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Mary Mary, |
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Bound and buried |
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Shut your weary eyes |
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Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary |
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For what you've done, you've been buried alive |
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She screams her voice away so she stole mine |
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Spoke my words but they didn't taste right |
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It's imitation but I'm not flattered |
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And she'll never matter in anyone's eyes |
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Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary |
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It's not right standing in my spotlight |
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You can just lay in my shadow if it burns too bright |
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Don't trip following my footsteps |
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Or you'll be up to your neck in regrets regrets |
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You're just a patched up doll coming loose at the seams |
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You're just a stitched up puppet chasing someone else's dreams |
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A sad combination of every single idol you've ever wanted to be but you can't trust me |
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Have fun sleeping your way to mediocrity 'cause that's as high as you'll ever climb |
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I'll see you in hell |
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It's not right standing in my spotlight |
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You can just lay in my shadow if it burns too bright |
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Don't trip following my footsteps |
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Or you'll be up to your neck in regrets regrets |
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It's not right standing in my spotlight |
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You can just lay in my shadow if it burns too bright |
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Don't trip following my footsteps |
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Or you'll be up to your neck in regrets regrets |
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Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary |
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It's not right standing in my spotlight |
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You can just lay in my shadow if it burns too bright |
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Don't trip following my footsteps |
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Or you'll be up to your neck in regrets regrets |
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It's not right standing in my spotlight |
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You can just lay in my shadow if it burns too bright |
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Don't trip following my footsteps |
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Or you'll be up to your neck in regrets |
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Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary |
