Текст песни Mercy - Generationals

I used to live in faith
But I have been burned and led astray
I had to turn my head away
Just to get some relief
I know some people say
That fortune favors the bold
Mercy prays for the old
But I don′t know what to believe
Ordinary voices carry every day
Fortunately, never let me get my way
I know what you did
I saw the way you treated the man
When I needed a hand
You let me twist in the wind
You think I'm talking shit
And getting carried away
I will be dead and buried away
Before I let you back in
Ordinary voices carry every day
Fortunately, never let me get my way
Turn the table when she saw me
Lost a million origami
Tunnel vision isn′t funny
Listen to me
Give me money
Holy Thursday
Your apartment
You come to me with something more important,
Broken promise
I'm too tired anyway