The self-inflicted injuries that started in my head
The mysticisms that I practiced in my youth
Found me huddled in Arizona, crippled by the truth
That I can't find Mother Maria
Am I lost in Santería?
I will do anything
As long as I can see her
I can't find
I can't find
They say the reason has been buried in the dirt
It's a fine night for the finite as I'm chewin' on her words
I'll build an altar, then I'll cut off all my hair
To please the ancient pagan gods that hide behind her stare
I can't find Mother Maria
Am I lost in Santería?
I will do anything
As long as I can see her
I can't find
I can't find
The nurses gather 'round and help me back to bed
My self-inflicted injuries that started in my head
I can't find Mother Maria
Am I lost in Santería?
I will do anything
As long as I can see her
I can't find
I can't find
I can't find
I can't find
The nurses gather 'round and help me back to bed The self-inflicted injuries that started in my head The mysticisms that I practiced in my youth Found me huddled in Arizona, crippled by the truth That I can't find Mother Maria Am I lost in Santería? I will do anything As long as I can see her I can't find I can't find They say the reason has been buried in the dirt It's a fine night for the finite as I'm chewin' on her words I'll build an altar, then I'll cut off all my hair To please the ancient pagan gods that hide behind her stare I can't find Mother Maria Am I lost in Santería? I will do anything As long as I can see her I can't find I can't find The nurses gather 'round and help me back to bed My self-inflicted injuries that started in my head I can't find Mother Maria Am I lost in Santería? I will do anything As long as I can see her I can't find I can't find I can't find I can't find Explain Request ×
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