Mercy

It's the whites of the eyes On the face in the portrait on my wall I fold, I've left me To find another way out I put it out to be violent I couldn't carry the fault for once If one is one Could we call it that? Things I know and will forever But I wish I won't (wish I won't) And I wish they'd grow heavy And fall out of my head I couldn't take it anymore I put it out to be violent I couldn't carry the fault for once If one is one Could we call it that? I found my other way out Between a flight and a weapon And in a daze I'll form a sign or word or cry And call it change If you want to wake up Then it's only for mercy It's long I know, I know It's long