Mary, the Anarchist

Mary, the anarchist I wanna kiss your lips take me under your skin I wanna taste your sins Mary, the anarchist I wanna kiss your lips take me under your skin I wanna taste your sins Mary, the anarchist I wanna kiss your lips take me under your skin I wanna taste your sins I wanna taste your sins I wanna taste your sins I wanna taste your sins your mother kissed me, on the back of my head everything was easier in summer, she said does she know, I still can't write about somebody else? you just took my muse from me when you decided to leave you just took my muse from me when you decided to leave to leave Mary, the anarchist I wanna kiss your lips take me under your skin I wanna taste your sins Mary, the anarchist I wanna kiss your lips take me under your skin I wanna taste your sins I wanna taste your sins I wanna taste your sins I wanna taste your sins I wanna taste your sins