The Wait/New High in Lows

You up against it now, motherfucker You think you're big time? You gonna fucking die, big time You ready? Here comes the pain 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 aggravation For an overactive imagination Keeps me awake here where I lay I will wait I will, 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 a light that blinds me To make it easier to find me Lights me up here where I wait I will wait I will, I will wait Not the smell of mercy on me Erase the pain of what I know Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me I'm reaching down Into a new high in lows Not the smell of mercy on me What's been doing? Where you coming from? Where you been hiding? You're missing more than some Took a ride when I should've walked Got there way too fast Should've listened instead 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 I will, I will wait Not the smell of mercy on me ? pain, the pain of what I know Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me I'm ashamed now, true a new high in lows Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me New high in lows Not the smell of mercy on me New high in lows Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me Not the smell of mercy on me