Más feeling mint az eredeti, de azért ez is elég nagy trip.
Mercy – when I melt in the kiss by the words and the whispers you sing me
Mercy – I’m frail in the kill by submission and will that you bring me
Mercy – when I’m nothing but ego you slap me to let go and sleep free
Now I sleep free…
You’re my toybox, your my memories
when I smell your skin you just make my whole world weep
I’m at your feet, I’m at your feet
Mercy – when the grey turns to black and the wave’s on my back, you make me smile
Mercy – is the trauma no martyr you crush into pleasure and downtown
Mercy – it’s the shining of you that just breaks me in two like a lifeline – you’re my lifeline.
I’m the idiot to your poetry when you burn you bleach
Everything and all I need is at your feet, Is at your feet.
Mercy – are the licks and the lips of temptation, just tricks, not for playing?
Mercy – are you the camera suck, gun slut to headphone fuck holes in my being
Mercy – are you everything which put the sex into bitch, just faking, do you fake it?
So I celebrate your chemistry
If you bond with me
I could make your whole world sweet,
I’m on my knees.