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A simple fear to wash you away
An open mind canceled it today
A silent song that's in your words
A different taste that's in your mind
This is the life on mars(2x)
Mary was a different girl
Had a thing for astronauts
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to play a lot
Mary was a holy girl
Father wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fall apart
Tell me did you see her face?
Tell me did you smell her taste?
Tell me what's the difference?
Don't they all just look the same inside?
Buddah for Mary...
Here it comes!!!
Mary was an acrobat
But still she couldn't seem to breathe
Mary was becoming everything she didn't want to be
Mary would hallucinate
And see the sky upon the wall
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fly
Tell me did you see her face?
Tell me did you smell her taste?
Tell me what's the difference?
Don't they all just look the same inside?
Buddah for Mary...
Here it comes!!!
Buddah for Mary
Here it comes!!!
This is the life on mars(3x)
This is the life
He said, "Can you hear me, are you sleeping."
She said, "Will you rape me now?"
He said, "Leave the politics to mad men."
She said, "I believe your lies."
He said, "There's a paradise beneath me."
She said, "Am I supposed to bleed?"
He said, "You better pray to Jesus."
She said, "I don't believe in god."
Mary was a different girl
Had a thing for astronauts
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to play a lot
Mary was a holy girl
Father wet her appetite
Mary was the type of girl
She always liked to fall apart
Buddah for Mary
Here it comes!!!
Buddah for Mary
Here it comes!!!
Buddah for Mary
Here it comes!!!
Here it comes!!!
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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