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Waiting for my heart to stop, I hear it beating in the dark,

It keeps me up here, where I lay.

A constant source of agrivation for an overactive imagination,

Keeps me awake, here where I lay.

I... will wait.

Sizing up a brand new rope, to use it now would be a joke,

To hang me up here, where I wait.

Turning on the light that blinds me, to make it easier to find me,

And light me up here, where I wait.

I... will wait!

Erase the pain of what I know,

Not the smell of mercy on me!

I'm reaching down into a new high in lows!

Not the smell of mercy on me!

Whats been doin' where ya comin' from?

Where you been hiding? been missing more than some.

Took a ride when I should'a walked,

Got there way to fast.

Should'a listened 'stead of talked,

First become the last.

Waiting for my heart to stop, I hear it beating in the dark,

It keeps me up here, where I wait.

But I... will wait.

Not the smell of mercy on me!

New high in lows!

Not the smell of mercy on me!