Descending کے بول

Have mercy, baby I'm descending again Open your eyes, baby This time it's sink or it's swim No sermons on ascending No verdict on deceit No selfish memorandum No confusion for me Not for me Curses Curses and clues A feast for fools So have mercy, baby And hand-me-downs It was just a few years ago You'd hand me ups and map Right out of town But I would let it slide Like mercury Silver and quick Poisonous and deadly So deadly Curses and clues A feast for fools