[Intro]

Kick it

Mr. Windfield, favors up

Have mercy

[Verse 1]

Hell, lately I've been living way too damn fast

This successful life I'm leading is bound to kick my ass

My gold and platinum records

Just pay my gold card bills

My whiskey drinkin' Cadillac

And two story house on the hill

[Bridge]

But it's hell, it's hell

And it's twisted, it's twisted

[Chorus]

Lord, nobody have mercy on me

Mercy on my soul

I lived the life of a million men

But, I ain't even thirty years old, no

Gotta keep on, keep it on, 'til it's time I go

[Verse 2]

Hell, I've been talking to myself

About leaving this smokescreen haze

Well, Mr. Fag, let me tell you, son

That is the price you've got to pay

[Bridge]

But it's hell, it's hell

And it's twisted, it's twisted

[Chorus]

Lord, nobody have mercy on me

Mercy on my soul

I lived the life of a million men

But, I ain't even thirty years old, no

Gotta keep on, keep it on, 'til it's time I go

[Verse 3]

I do it to myself every day every night

Hell, more hell

It gets twisted

Ooh, twisted

[Chorus]

Lord, have mercy, have mercy on me

Mercy on my soul

I lived the lives of a million men

Yet, I ain't even thirty years old, no

[Post-Chorus]

So, maybe, baby, have mercy on me

Can you feel me in your soul?

I've been by your side, fourteen long years

And I ain't even thirty years old, no

Gotta keep on, keep it on, 'til it's time I go

[Outro]

Fuck!