Marie (My Secret Sin)
If these are the last words off my tongue
Let it be known, my final songs been sung
And Marie, Momma, you could never be wrong
But I always knew that I wouldn’t live long
Warm hugs in the lobby
Now it is your precious smile
That has this young man sobbing
My objective
To remain faithful and effective
And perhaps I came up on my own
Time spent is time blown
And I promise not to be a dead beat
Or let my enemies beat my head in the seat
Until I’m gone and deceased
I’ll take that same stubborn path
Prophecies of cowards scheming
To lay me asleep on a bloody mat
At times, we can be so responsible
And act with such charisma
Shooting for T-O-P-S, expelled as a senior
Now I don’t even know what my future career is ma
Still awaiting happiness to make a series premiere
Something as bizarre as gothic fairies being sincere
As an adolescent, I conquered the lessons
Slaughtered consequences, jumped fences,
Kept my audience in suspense
Constantly hitting them hard with something intensive
Every now and then I come across something offensive
Crush them into saw dust with grammatical utensils
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