A Touch of Mercy
November Eighteenth, at Nine A.M
Derek stepped into the end
Said goodbye to all he knew
That's what he thought he had to do
With no one else but him to blame
His life just hadn't been the same
Said goodbye to all he knew
That's just what he had to
Go!
Left a note penned on his bed
In his grandfather's old pad
Said, "I love you, Mom and Dad
When you read this don't be sad
I want you to know that I went quick
Pulled the trigger, just a flick
For a long time I've been sick
You could never have stopped this"
Man thinks himself immortal
'Til he don't
Then he won't go on
We all think that we're immortal
But we're not
Not me nor you
November Eighteenth, Two-Twelve P.M
Derek's mother found him dead
Sat there crying on his bed
Stayed there crying for hours on end
How could God be cruel as this?
How could God be cruel as this?
How could God be cruel as this?
How could God be cruel as
Man thinks himself immortal
'Til he don't
Then he won't go on
We all think that we're immortal
But we're not
Not me nor you
Man thinks himself immortal
'Til he don't
Then he won't go on
I know you think that you're immortal
You're not
Derek stepped into the end
Said goodbye to all he knew
That's what he thought he had to do
With no one else but him to blame
His life just hadn't been the same
Said goodbye to all he knew
That's just what he had to
Go!
Left a note penned on his bed
In his grandfather's old pad
Said, "I love you, Mom and Dad
When you read this don't be sad
I want you to know that I went quick
Pulled the trigger, just a flick
For a long time I've been sick
You could never have stopped this"
Man thinks himself immortal
'Til he don't
Then he won't go on
We all think that we're immortal
But we're not
Not me nor you
November Eighteenth, Two-Twelve P.M
Derek's mother found him dead
Sat there crying on his bed
Stayed there crying for hours on end
How could God be cruel as this?
How could God be cruel as this?
How could God be cruel as this?
How could God be cruel as
Man thinks himself immortal
'Til he don't
Then he won't go on
We all think that we're immortal
But we're not
Not me nor you
Man thinks himself immortal
'Til he don't
Then he won't go on
I know you think that you're immortal
You're not
Credits
Writer(s): Calvin Feustel
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