iamLoveSeat - mercy.

If I march into hell
This might mix up the way we feel
Don't know myself
Enough to say that this is real
Will you forgive me
If I need your solace through all this conflict
Bless my conscious
With your narcotic
I need you erotic
Hope my sins forgotten
I am in need of your gospel
I'll be your apostle
But
I ain't a reverend
I've got nothing to preach
I'm heading for dead-ends
Where the scavengers eat
Boy it's Armageddon
There's a war in the streets
I need your salvation
Can't you show me mercy
Baby get filthy
I need reprieve, I need reprieve
Baby get nasty
I need relief, I need relief
If you show me the way I may show you my scars
I don't beg, don't pray, don't worship a God
But I could be a fanatic if you can salvage my heart
I lack any passion to keep faith in these odds
I have broken commandments without patent regard
Might end up in a casket if I don't change my cause
Immerse me in your holy water
Feed me sacrament
Let me taste your blotter paper
Show me happiness
We meet up in god's acres no-one sees us kiss
You will be my savior when you show me my anguish
I ain't a reverend
I've got nothing to preach
I'm heading for dead-ends
Where the scavengers eat
Boy it's Armageddon
There's a war in the streets
I need your salvation
Can't you show me mercy
Baby get filthy
I need reprieve, I need reprieve
Baby get nasty
I need relief, I need relief

Written by:
Henry Rudolph Jr.

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