Mercy Kill کے بول

Tell it to my face Stab me while you can You rip my heart open And so we crash-land again Stumbling forward Just a heart of gold And a fist of glass And so on it goes The sharpest tool kills the fainthearted fool Not so long ago Just blame it all on me Would be better off being a dead man Lay it all on me Destroy me while youb still can Not so long ago it backfired and you ran In search of higher love and a new beginning Now you're still dwelling on the past I'm telling you Come on I would still take a bullet for you << Not so long ago Not so long ago it backfired and you ran In search of higher love and a new beginning Now you're still dwelling on the past I'm telling you Come on Not so long ago it backfired and you ran In search of higher love and a new beginning Now you're still dwelling on the past I'm telling you Come on I would still take a bullet for you