Little Mercy

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Now the candle's in the window and it's open
We watch the flames duke it out with every gust and we're hoping
No, it must just burn to the bottom of the wick 
It's the bottom of the 5th and that shit is still burning

We're still turning every table when it's needed 
Not laying there defeated, no 
We draw our bows back repeatedly
Then off with the arrows
And the Gods and the Pharaohs
From the bottom of our hearts
We're from The bottom of the barrel
Now, peril knows no bounds
Terror won't slow down
But there's a whole low down of beauty to be shown now
We broke ground 
And broke our backs stacking bricks 
We never broke our promises
You'll never know just half of it
We're adamant on building every wall and stair sturdy 
And when our work is done, then we'll call our shares worthy 
In this land of milk and honey, we're too shy to say we're thirsty
We just make a little money and we
We buy a little mercy

No more
My Lord
No more
My Lord 
Lord I'll never
Turn back
No more
My Lord

Now the candle's in the window and it's open
We watch the flames duke it out with every gust and we're hoping
No, it must just burn to the bottom of the wick 
It's the bottom of the 5th and that shit is still burning

If you welcome every trespass 
Then every tramp's a guest 
Give what they would take from you
Then every theft's a gift
Hold too tightly to What's in your hands or in your chest
And the future it won't open, palm reader's can't work fists
Broken bones are stronger for the breaking
No, the danger's in the bending
Those concessions that you never can take back 
Curl you round a cane 
You're still in tact, but now quite lame
Better to grit your teeth, ready the cast and let it snap
We're always first to come in
We're running when we hit the ground 
We never do leave early
Stand sentry at the lost and found
We just make a little money
And we start that long walk into town
Where we buy a little mercy

No more
My Lord
No more
My Lord 
Lord I'll never
Turn back
No more
My Lord

So no more talk about the backfires
This time we fire back
Light a match and light the past up before it catches up
We'll raise a mast and cast off, yeah
We'll break some legs and mend 'em
And then we'll take our casts off
Now, we've had our losses
We've had our victories
We've sat across from every victim of their misery
That pounding in our chests was just a symptom of our sympathy
We'll lay ourselves to rest with both our winnings and our injuries
We're so hungry
We're so thirsty
I'm gonna hunt until it hurts me (and it hurts me)
We're aching (aching)
We're so thirsty
But, we're gonna make a little money
And buy a little mercy

No more
My Lord
No more
My lord 
Lord I'll never
Turn back
No more
My Lord

Now the candle's in the window and it's open
We watch the flames duke it out with every gust and we're hoping
No, it must just burn to the bottom of the wick 
It's the bottom of the 5th and that shit is still burning

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