Mercy

My best is pointless, outrun but I’ll never winThis state of conflict… makes sense, don’t think about itI ran away when I was 15; I was dead by 17I know the world owes me everythingI’m gonna take it, I’m gonna make it

Walking on the warmer stonesGoing nowhere, now I’m hereNot a name for what I amI guess I’m just another demon of mercy

All talk, no action… completely incompleteWhy wish me well when I know exactly what you think?I came alive when I was 18; You forget- I’m everythingI know the world owes me nothingSo I’ll take it, if I can make it

Walking on the warmer stonesGoing nowhere, now I’m hereNot a name for what I amYour god’s a weapon, he blessed every bulletWalking on the warmer stonesGoing nowhere, now I’m hereNot a name for what I amI guess I’m just another demon of mercy

Tell me anything, tell me anythingOverrated and under-appreciatedAnything, tell me anythingBefore you know it, you’ll be...