The walls are thin, the voices echo through her silent room
A door slams shut, the shouting follows soon
Those deafening familiar screams
Alcoholic haze, lipstick trace a place where lights are low
While mother can't pretend she doesn't know
Hearing all the retread lies
Banning all the reasons why
Bloody Mary, can't find her way home
Bloody Mary, can't do what she's told
Bloody Mary, always on hold
Something's going on around here
It's just not clear....
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