Lord Have Mercy

Do I know if I want it? All of those manic neon dreams
The ones that made my old friends into vain and selfish, bogus fiends
A product with a tension between the real and what you're made to see
Will I regret it if I drop it? Will it be a wasted lifelong dream?
Still I'm lost, still I'm lost
Still I'm lost, still I'm lost, still I'm lost
Still I'm lost, still I'm lost, still I'm lost
"What you've got is golden, but I can make you better than you were
You will be beholden to me the second that my vision gets you heard"
"I'll believe it when I see it"--It's become the very mantra for the field
I keep trying, I keep praying, because all I have to scream out to you is:
Kyrie, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison
Anxious and discouraged from all of the work we haven't done
A slave to the momentum, years of work and then you might get some
Would you take a flier, sir? Would you take a homemade demo, too?
And I would be a liar if I said I'd do the same for you
Kyrie, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison
Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison, Kyrie eleison