"MERCY KILL" lyrics

"MERCY KILL"

You're torrential rain, washing through my veins
I love your moonlight eyes, but your sun don't rise
I wanna feed my soul but it won't let go
I'd rather break my bones
Than lie in limbo once more
So get out, you're the water, I'm the drought
And I've immersed myself yet again

Hold my body cos I know that you want it
I'm begging, break it
Cross my heart, I hope you light it on fire
Stop playing, it's dangerous

So devout, to your lips on my mouth
I die over and over again
Give me a sin and I'll drink from your water
I'm praying for your touch

An innate cursed fate
When I lost my way
You were the only light
That I had inside
But you're out my reach
You're just like a star
I want you out of me
Rip it out of my heart

So get out, you're the water, I'm the drought
I feel fruitless when we are apart

So devout, to your lips on my mouth
I die over and over again
Give me a sin and I'll drink from your poison
I'm praying for your touch

Hold my body cos I know that you want it
I'm begging, break it
Cross my heart, I hope you light it on fire
Stop playing, it's dangerous

I'm dying from a thirst right now
Aching through a mist of doubt
Am I hell or heaven bound?
I'm begging for a mercy kill
Take my hand, I'll touch you more
Pull each other back and forth
You're gonna leave a scar

You're gonna leave a scar

Hold my body cos I know that you want it
I'm begging, break it
Cross my heart, I hope you light it on fire
Stop playing, it's dangerous

Hold my body cos I know that you want it
I'm begging, break it
Cross my heart, I hope you light it on fire
Stop playing, it's dangerous


Writer(s): Hamish Alexander Reilly, Janine Mary Shilstone
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