| Mercy - well, I melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me
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| Mercy - I'm frail in the kill by submission and will that you bring me
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| Mercy - when I'm nothing but ego you slap me to let go and sleep free
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| Now I sleep free
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| You're my toy box, you're my memories
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| When I smell your skin, you just make my whole world weep
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| I'm at your feet, I'm at your feet
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| Mercy - when the grey turns to black and the wave's on my back, you make me smile
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| Mercy - is the trauma no martyr you crush into pleasure and downtown
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| Mercy - it's the shining of you that just breaks me in two like a lifeline
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| You're my lifeline
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| I'm the idiot to your poetry
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| When you burn, you bleach
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| Everything and all I need is at your feet
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| Is at your feet
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| Mercy - are the licks and the lips of temptation, just tricks, not for playing
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| Mercy - are you the camera suck, gun slut to headphone, fuck holes in my being
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| Mercy - are you everything which put the sex into bitch, or just faking, do you fake it?
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| So I celebrate your chemistry
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| If you bond with me
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| I could make your whole world sweet
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| I'm on my knees, on my knees |