The damage is done Feel so low The less of me is bringing me down Lullaby the carefully crafted words A memory to distant to value its worth Beauty
Translation: Mercy Fall. Worth.
me The damage is done Feel so low The less of me is bringing me down Lullaby the carefully crafted words A memory to distant to value its worth Beauty
're only lonely This is how they fall to pieces This is how to lose it all This is how to lose a girl This is how to fall to mercy in your world And
I walk in (Ay-yay) I won't beg for mercy, mercy I'm not done, I won't beg for mercy, mercy (I won't beg for mercy) Oh no Till I, till I, did it, did
ass gettin took [Verse 2] I'm pullin them motherfuckin boot falls A nigga's dark as shit got me reachin for the firearm But I aint goin out like a sucker I open up and fall
to get my bags in all I needa??s an address and Ia??m on my way dona??t fall asleep yes I see you calling me promise ita??s worth waiting for because
feet tall Trying to hold on to the earth Trying to hold on to the earth Holding on for what it's worth, worth Try to paint a world of shapes Over the holes as we're falling
you It's the best room in the house It's forty francs a night, alright. It's crazy, it isn't worth a centime I'll take it! Merci Monsieur Rouged lips
our hopes to hold on And boy, you're never gonna see Nothing's ever come of me Raise your hands high, young brothers and sisters There's a world's worth
better things And if I'm not, it doesn't really matter Cause I am doing this more for you than I am me I can no longer pretend, that my life is worth
I'll give into the longing the last time Don't show me mercy Because I can't win this fight With you on my side Don't say I'm worth it To keep me up
Distant fathers, fallen warriors Givers always say Pilgrim saints, lonely widows Users always say Fearful mothers, watchful doubters Saviors always say Sometimes I can not forgive These days mercy
the pack, if you fuckin with Treds know that I cover the spread so always bet on black I'll give you your money's worth, serve up somethin delicious While
the door That it's 'bout to be some motherfuckin' trouble Ohh, what you gonna do? Sweat you out til' you thirsty Pin your body to the ground and have you beggin' for mercy
out the alleyways of Illtown Producer extraordinaire Kaygee Followed by the backbone, VinRock And the last to fall onto this planet, me Falling through
sin and error pining Till He appeared and the soul felt His worth A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices For yonder beams a new and glorious morn Fall
harm at all No blood, no foul But now you're hurt And it's just killing me to see Tonight I'd do anything to untie you from this locomotive If falling
