Skin cold, silver spine, it's like a mirror (faces) (x2)

I met a girl her name is Mary
She's Sharon Tate's unborn baby
(I think she's dead)

Oh yeah, yeah

She's shooting brown, she's slamming caine
So many needles, so little pain
(I think she's dead)

Oh yeah, yeah

She's naked to man, she's clothed to Jesus
She's a microscopic germ that's killing
(I think she's dead)

Oh yeah, yeah

Well, I think she's dead

Oh yeah, yeah

Well, I think---

Bad teenagers don't go to heaven, they get the wings torn up and they're not going back to earth again

Lullaby, lullaby for the dead
Listen to the words unsaid
Lullaby for he dead
With the ground she's wed

Lullaby for the dead dead dead dead (x4)

Oh my God, I think that Mary, I think that she is....I think she's dead
Oh Lord
Oh God
Yeah (x8)

Skin cold, silver spine, it's like a mirror (faces)

Dead (x3)


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