Midnight Mass (At the Market St. Payphone)

A girl was kneeling by a phone this morning mumbling out some kind of a prayer
it seemed a better way to break away the day
than getting drunk again in peter bibb's favorite chair

argh

when i knelt down beside you to share in the spirit and the faith
and much to my surprise, your empty open eyes
and black ink running down your bloodless face



Credits
Writer(s): James William Terry, Jay Wesley Watson, Nicholas Roland Allbrook, Joseph Michael Ryan
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