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Verse 1:
BmMy eyes won't Ampretend I didn't know Gyou F#were Emclose I can Gsmell your Ambreath Through a freshly GpainF#ted dEmoor SBmtand here in your coAmat While I pour tGhree mF#ore gEmlasses of burgundy And yGou can lick the Amdust fGrom F#the bEmottle
Verse 2: Wall's bricked with books Pages bricked with words Each mark has been stained in your honor Ground shadow staggers restless From the window cross the candle to the corner My blood and water's warm as you near me Chorus:
GI'm not begging for Emmercy GI see no love of mercy in Emyou GI'm not begging for Emmercy BmI'm only wAmaiting for the sound Of the morning birds To Gsend F#you aEmway
Verse 3: Wax is cooled, hard Sights is going past the yard In this house I make more shadows than you Stand there in your hate While I drink from the second burgundy And you can rattle the glass cross your belly (Chorus) I'm not begging for mercy I'm not begging for mercy I'm only waiting for the sound Of the morning birds to swallow you...