Mercenary - Zeromancer

I’m just a hired gun

I’m just a hired gun

You could die right now

In my arms, now

In my arms, now

You don’t know how to feel it

With your hopes and dreams

Slit like wrists

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you

You don’t know how to fake it

You could die right now

In my arms, now

In my arms, now

Did you walk away

And feel nothing?

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you

I’m just a hired gun

I’m just a hired gun

Sell (my soul)

To know (myself)

Feel (my heart)

Expand (we run)

Out of control

Out of control

Gimme some, gimme some

You gotta gimme some

Gimme some, gimme some

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you

Take my self-hatred

And use it on you