Mercy

I used to live in faith
But I have been burned and led astray
I had to turn my head away
Just to get some relief
I know some people say
That fortune favors the bold
Mercy prays for the old
But I don't know what to believe

Ordinary voices carry every day
Fortunately, never let me get my way

I know what you did
I saw the way you treated the man
When I needed a hand
You let me twist in the wind
You think I'm talking shit
And getting carried away
I will be dead and buried away
Before I let you back in

Ordinary voices carry every day
Fortunately, never let me get my way

Turn the table when she saw me
Lost a million origami
Tunnel vision isn't funny
Listen to me
Give me money
Holy Thursday
Your apartment
You come to me with something more important,
Broken promise
I'm too tired anyway



Credits
Writer(s): Grant Evan Widmer, Edward Joyner
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