Mercy Mercy Songtext
von The Glorious Sons

I ran my four horses to their death
I watched them take their last breath
Mercy, mercy, I′m sick of my war
Won't do me like you′ve done before

I'm not the same
I'm not insane
I′m not a hateful thing
Now in the acid rain

I was never as mad as I thought I was
I had to work so hard to hold that grudge

I ran my four horses to their death
I watched them take their last breath
Mercy, mercy, I′m sick of my war
Won't do me like you′ve done before


I keep this pain
It's a crying shame
That the games we play
Have pretty names

I was never as mad as I thought I was
I had to work so hard to hold that grudge

I ran my four horses to their death
I watched them take their last breath
Mercy, mercy, I′m sick of my war
Won't do me like you′ve done before

I watched that Spanish wine hit your lips
I think you're playing your tricks
Mercy, mercy, I'm sick of my war
Won′t do me like you′ve done before

You take it dirty and I come back for more
Won't do me like you′ve done before
You take it dirty and I come back for more, yeah
You won't do me like you′ve done before


I watched that Spanish wine hit your lips
I think you're playing your tricks
Mercy, mercy, I′m sick of my war
Won't do me like you've done before