Dirty Mercy

Album: Ivory (2016)
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  • Hey-oh
    Hey-oh
    Hey-oh
    Hey-hey-oh
    Hey-oh
    Hey-oh
    Hey-oh
    Hell won't give me

    Mercy, mercy, knock down my door
    Told me you were here to replace my scorn
    Not so fast with your stick back face
    I dare you to run when they get there

    Oh, oh
    Come and get it, come and get it

    Feel my wicked ways running through my veins
    Take a bitter taste of a shallow grave
    I watched you burn, burn, burn
    Till the many breaks, and you wash away
    Gonna turn, turn, turn
    To a ghost of awe, that you left on me

    Dirty mercy, excuses to please
    All your hollow words will get me on my knees
    Head still hurts from the poison you spit
    Even life's stink gotta do your bit

    Feel my wicked ways running through my veins
    Take a bitter taste of a shallow grave
    I watched you burn, burn, burn
    Till the many breaks, and you wash away
    Gonna turn, turn, turn
    To a ghost of awe, that you left on me

    You take and take and take until I choke
    Steal my money then I'm your goal
    You take and take until I choke
    Steal my money then I'm your goal
    You take and take until I choke
    Steal my money then I'm your goal
    You take and take and take until I choke
    Steal my money then I'm your goal

    Feel my wicked ways running through my veins
    Take a bitter taste of a shallow grave
    I watched you burn, burn, burn
    Till the many breaks, and you wash away
    Gonna turn, turn, turn
    To a ghost of awe, that you left on me Writer/s: Marc John Orrell, Steve Rusch, Virginia Claire Wigmore
    Publisher: CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sentric Music
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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