My best is pointless, outrun but I’ll never win
This state of conflict makes sense, don’t think about it
I ran away when I was 15; I was dead by 17
I know the world owes me everything
I’m gonna take it- I’m gonna make it

Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
I guess I’m just another demon of mercy

All talk, no action… completely incomplete
Why wish me well when I know exactly what you think?
I came alive when I was 18; you forget- I’m everything
I know the world owes me nothing
So I’ll take it- if I can make it

Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
Your God’s a weapon, he blessed every bullet
Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
I guess I’m just another demon of mercy
Solo (tooch)

Tell me anything, tell me anything
Overrated and under-appreciated
Anything, tell me anything
Before you know it, you’ll be

Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
Your God’s a weapon, he blessed every bullet

Walking on the warmer stones
Going nowhere, now I’m here
Not a name for what I am
I guess I’m just another demon of mercy