She makes me wanna dieFollow where Mary goesCherish the things she knowsSays if I change my strideThen I'll flyShe makes me wanna dieChange my strideThen I'll flyLook to the sunSee me in psychic pollutionWalking on the moonHow could you dare?Who do you think you are?You're insignificantA small piece, an ismNo more no lessYou try to learn the universeAnd can't even converse in universeYou know its ironic smoking hydroponicShe makes me wanna dieChange my strideThen I'll flyShe makes me wanna die