Mercy... When I melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me Mercy... And I'm frail in the kill 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 wave's on my back, you make me smile Mercy... Is the trauma no martyr you crush into pleasure and downtown Mercy... It's the shining of you that just breaks me in two like a lifeline You're my lifeline
I'm the idiot to your poetry When 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... Are you the camera suck, gun slut to headphone fuck holes in my being Mercy... Are you everything which put the sex into bitch, or just faking? Do you fake it?
So I celebrate your chemistry If you bond with me I could make your whole world sweet I'm on my knees I'm on my knees