Lletres: Serial Joe. (Last Chance) At The Romance Dance. Mary.

She lifts the cup up to her lips
And leaves reality behind
She looks away, and takes a sip
She?s lost, what can she find?

Her thoughts become weary
She feels a step behind
Her life?s been slowly slipping away
From friends and time

Mary drinks and Mary thinks
And soon she?ll lie down
Just to break down and cry

It?s so degrading
She is slowly fading
Mary drinks
Then, she?ll break down and cry

Mary weeps, then she sleeps
One more day slipping away
She?s drowning in the shallow end
The rules she can?t obey

On the surface, so callous
Silent screams subside
A life without purpose
Her will has already died

Mary drinks and Mary thinks
And soon she?ll lie down
Just to break down and cry

It?s so degrading
She is slowly fading
Mary drinks
Then, she?ll break down and cry

Shadows dreaming
Can?t feel a thing
Her ends, they start to fray
And then, she fades away

Shadows dreaming, she?s can?t feel no pain
She can?t feel a thing
Can?t feel a thing, can?t feel a thing
She can?t feel a thing

Mary drinks and Mary thinks
And soon she?ll lie down
Just to break down and cry

Mary drinks and Mary thinks
And soon she?ll lie down
Just to break down and cry

It?s so degrading
She is slowly fading
Mary drinks
Then, she?ll break down and cry