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Mercy - when 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, 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 |
