Dirty Mercy - Gin Wigmore

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

I 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-

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