Whatever, Mortal

I am not ok with this But here we are Nobody's dancing The Daily Mail or the Express Either way Nothing I fancy Mercy Mercy Mercy Mercy Across the great dismal abyss It takes an army We are no army We're not advancing Real trouble to exist You kept the change I took the bills You are unhappy with the praise I guess you're still rising (Mercy) I don't understand (Mercy) It's not the way we planned (Mercy) I can't get with that (Mercy) I don't understand (Mercy) It's not the way we planned (Mercy) Need to bring that back (Mercy) I'm not down with that I am not happy with the fix If it were fine Then why are we broken I want to cover every kiss Make up for the mess Yearn for the power to resist The common cold all-access-list