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oh mother mary, won't you tell someone? just admit all the fucking you've done you can't really believe i'm god's son? a scared little girl above any sin but it seems pretty clear that you let someone in and i know it's not joseph, for i look nothing like him being a bastard isn't so bad i don't need to know my real dad but i don't think you know what's in store for me maybe you're crazy and believe what you've said but how will you feel after i'm dead knowing you could have saved me? i'll have no chance to grow quietly old i'll have to answer for the story you told i still can't believe they bought the line that you sold them how much longer 'til they take me away all for what you continue to say? you got lucky and i have to pay for it i'm no savior of man i just want to hold nails in my hands and work the wood in front of me Letras de canciones how much longer until i have to build the thing that they'll kill me with? why did you lie? From Letras Mania