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

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