Ilan Rubin - Mercenaries lyrics

[First Verse] Can you come on, out of the cold How do we make it out alive Get a weapon, locking the door Staying awake to stay alive k** the fallen, knife in the back Plan of attack, a beady eye As you follow, head out the pack Flood out the rat and stab em' dry Got ya' come on, going in deep Falling asleep, an open door Get the ballast, crawl up the coast Pull on the neck and cut the cord Can you hold it, get me a rope Combing the lake to find your god Like a bullet, follow the smoke Gather the snake and cut it off [Pre-Chorus] Ghosts harrowing front lines On a lonely cove And they left behind A bit of sorrow [Chorus] You didn't need to count me out When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes You didn't need to count me out When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above Cause you're on my mind [Second Verse] You kinda got it, further a cause Broaden the reach, a little pain Like a comet, burn up and die Hear a pin drop a mile away Like a disease, move with a tease Glide of the feet, an atom bomb As your dying, both of your knees Fall to the street and carry on [Pre-Chorus] Ghosts harrowing front lines On a lonely cove And they left behind A bit of sorrow Ghosts harrowing front lines On a lonely cove And they left behind A bit of sorrow [Chorus] You didn't need to count me out When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes You didn't need to count me out When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above Cause you're on my mind [Instrumental Bridge] [Chorus] You didn't need to count me out When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes You didn't need to count me out When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above Cause you're on my mind You didn't need to count me out (Ghosts harrowing front lines on a lonely cove) When the final push is a little weight on your neck sometimes (And they left behind a bit of sorrow) You didn't need to count me out (Ghosts harrowing front lines on a lonely cove) When you're feeling low, here's a little hand from above Cause you're on my mind (And they left behind a bit of sorrow)