Budhha For Mary

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 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 whats the difference Dont they all just look the same inside? Buddha for Mary, Here it comes Mary was an acrobat But still she couldnt seem to breathe Mary was becoming everything she didnt 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 whats the difference Dont they all just look the same inside? Buddha for Mary, Here it comes Buddha for Mary, Here it comes This is the life on mars He said, "Can you here 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, "Theres a paradise beneath me" She said, "Am I supposed to bleed?" He said, "You better pray to Jesus" She said, "I dont 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 Tell me did you see her face Tell me did you smell her taste Tell me whats the difference Dont they all just look the same inside? See her face, smell her taste Whats the difference? Dont they all just look the same inside? A simple fear to wash you away An open mind cancelled it today

Un simple lavado temor a que fuera Una mente abierta se a cancelado hoy Un silencio en la canción de tus palabras Un sabor diferente que la de su mente Esta es la vida en Marte Mary era una chica diferente Tenia una cosa de astronautas Mary era el tipo de chica Ella siempre le gustaba jugar mucho Mary era una chica santa Su padre mojado en su apetito Mary era el tipo de chica Ella siempre le gustaba desintegrarse Dime, le has visto su cara Dime, has olido su sabor Dime cual es la diferencia No todos ellos han mirado la mismo cosa? Buda de Mary, aqui viene Mary era una acróbata Pero todavía no parecía poder respirar Mary se convirtio en el todo Ella no lo queria ser Mary podía alucinar Y ver el cielo a la pared Mary era el tipo de chica Ella siempre le gustaba volar Dime, le has visto su cara Dime, has olido su sabor Dime cual es la diferencia No todos ellos han mirado la mismo cosa? Buda de Mary, aqui viene Buda de Mary, aqui viene Esta es la vida en Marte El dijo, "Puedes estar aqui, estas durmiendo" Ella dijo, "Me violarías ahora?" El dijo, "Deja la política para los hombres malos" Ella dijo, "Creo tus mentiras" El dijo, "Hay un paraíso debajo de mi" Ella dijo, "Debo sangrar?" El dijo, "Mejor reza a Jesus" Ella dijo, "No creo en Dios" Mary era una chica diferente Tenia una cosa de astronautas Mary era el tipo de chica Ella siempre le gustaba jugar mucho Mary era una chica santa Su padre mojado en su apetito Mary era el tipo de chica Ella siempre le gustaba desintegrarse Dime, le has visto su cara Dime, has olido su sabor Dime cual es la diferencia No todos ellos han mirado la mismo cosa? Mira su cara, huele su sabor Cual es la diferencia? No todos ellos han mirado la mismo cosa? Un simple lavado temor a que fuera Una mente abierta se a cancelado hoy