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Á¦¸ñ: Mercy
°¡¼ö: Pilate


I walk through fields that haunt my dreams, this time I fear it¡¯s broken me,
I tasted you so brief yet sweet, the morning comes it¡¯s choking me,

It¡¯s the way you always left me coming down,
In a sea of painted whispers did I drown

I¡¯m so tired, I¡¯m so wired,
It¡¯s not enough to pray for Mercy, I¡¯ve tried,
I¡¯m so tired, I¡¯m so wired,
It¡¯s not enough to pray for Mercy, I¡¯ve tried...

I battle through these thunderclouds to find my way to fields of gold,
Somehow I always see your face,
Things aren¡¯t always what they seem, pretenders all just falling at your
feet,
C¡¯mon love, I reached the tree now let me see,

It¡¯s the way you always left me coming down,
In a sea of painted whispers did I drown

I¡¯m so tired, I¡¯m so wired,
It¡¯s not enough to pray for Mercy, I¡¯ve tried,
I¡¯m so tired, I¡¯m so wired,
It¡¯s not enough to pray for Mercy, I¡¯ve tried...

And they say that you can reach the sky upon your knees and without pride,
I¡¯m screaming, but my needs have chained me to the ground...

Shine for me, walk with me now...

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Mercy
Pilate



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