Mercy, well I'm melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me
Mercy, and I'm frail and killed by submission and will that you bring me
Mercy, when I'm nothing but ego you slap me to let go and sleep free
Now I sleep free ...
You're my toybox, you're my memories
When I smell your skin you just make my whole world weep
I'm at your feet...
I'm at your feet...
Mercy, when the grey turns to black and the waves are on my back, you make me smile
Mercy, is the trauma and martyr you crush into pleasure in downtown
Mercy, is the shining of you that just breaks me in two like a lifeline, you're my lifeline.
And I'm the idiot to your poetry and you burn you bleach
everything and all I need is at your feet
is at your feet...
Mercy, are the licks and the lips of temptation just tricks, not for playing
Mercy, give you the camera suck guns slut to headphone fuck holes in my being
Mercy, are you everything which but the sex is a bitch, or just faking
Do you fake it...
So I celebrate your chemistry,
If you bond with me I can make your whole world sweet,
on my knees...
on my knees...
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