Mercy - Adam jensen

The bedroom smells like cigarettes and sex

Machine gun hips and her red gold hair

She knows I’m bad but I know she likes it

And I don’t know what she’s gonna do next

I’m begging her for mercy

She’s out of my league

And I’m the king of nothing

She’s the nightshade queen

And I’m begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy

And I’m begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy

Forget about love I want death from above

Tried a new mask and it fits like a glove

She makes me wanna hurt somebody

She haunts my dreams that it’s so fucked up

I’m begging her for mercy

She’s out of my league

And I’m the king of nothing

She’s the nightshade queen

I’m begging her for mercy

I’m down on my knees

She’s the Mona Lisa

With a hold on me

And I’m begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy

And I’m begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy

She tell me love, November pain

I’m half alive but I’ll play her game

I’m a fire, gasoline

Cover me in gasoline

I’m begging her for mercy

She’s out of my league

And I’m the king of nothing

She’s the nightshade queen

I’m begging her for mercy

I’m down on my knees

She’s the Mona Lisa

With a hold on me

And I’m begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy

And I’m begging her for mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy