Mercy from Tame by De-Esser

god have mercy
on a sinner such as me
and claim me early
before I ruin all I see
chain me up out
on the front lawn
where the golden gates
can shine their light on
oh that's enough for me
oh lord, that would be a mercy

god have patience
with a low down dog like me
it makes me anxious
wondering what your plans might be
I doubt you'll call me
up to your office
to say that I'll be better lord
or make me primise
no there's something worse for me
and I'll be waiting patiently

god have mercy
on a sinner such as me
and don't you worry
I've been suffering privately
there's no need for pits of fire
not when I'm always making my own hell of my desire
there's no better place to be
for a sinner such as me

• Folk
• blues
• indie folk
• lo-fi
• singer-songwriter
• tape
• Seattle