Tekstovi: Ari Hest. Twelve Mondays. Mercy.

I met a man responsible
For an unforgivable crime
We were at a bar and he said to me
I?m out, I?ve done my time

But you know I will always be begging for mercy

A few seats down at the corner of the bar
Sat a mother of two
She said she?d given up her babies for
To start her life anew
All that we?ve done we hang on to
All that we?ve done we belong to
All that we?ve done carries on

Now I feel like the lucky one
Unlike how I felt before
Cause thankfully what I?ve done wrong,
The guilt I can ignore

You know I won?t be beggin for
I won?t be asking for
I won?t be desperate for mercy

All that we?ve done carries on