Woorden: Angry Amputees. Slut Bomb. No Mercy.

When the smoke clears from your head.
Thos painful memories, of what you did.
I won't take the blame
You never listened anyway
You broke my trust; I want your blood.

Now you stumble through the haze
You steal some bread for food, whatever it takes.
Don't think before you speak-Social anxiety
No Mercy. No Mercy on You!

I'd hate to live with your complaints
Build up the walls so high, you're wearing thin now
Some price to just escape
What about the plans you made?
A short story of a broken man!

Now your wasted everyday
Paranoia's got you, now they're out to get you
God Bless this mess you've made
A shot in the dark again
No Mercy. No Mercy on You!

You want to change your life and wish for better days
Turn back the clock again and everything's okay
You won't be satisfied unless you have it all
Actions are demoralized and I'm waiting for you to fall...