Mercenary - Letra de Canção (2025-12-20)
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Joshua Glass
12/20/20252 min read


MERCENARY
I didn't want to get this drunk
T'was just a glass of wine
Looked for a cheese, a piece of bacon, read my Frankenstein
I didn't manage to get any friends by this
Looks like the finest culture can't afford a kiss
I'm just so lonely
Still trying to figure a way
That I'll get a less lonely day
Compulsively buying on credit
So I can get comments in Reddit
But who am I to ask for more?
I'm just a Mercenary
Fighting the demons of my soul in turn for my salary
And if I'm drunk then what's the matter? No one cares.
It's just the bit of pain that every loner shares.
I didn't want to deal with lust
T'was just a quest for hugs
No boys or girls would come to me
I end up loving drugs
I bought a mannequin with real human size
A pillow soft as hell too small to stuff my vice
I'm just a child
Still trying to stand in my feet
Removed from my mother's heartbeat
To hell with responsible life
I'd better just be dreaming in the night
But who am I to beg for love?
I'm just a Mercenary
Fighting the demons of my soul in turn for my salary
And if I'm lost then what's the matter? No one cares.
It's just the bit of pain that every orphan shares.
I didn't want to join the cult
Just wanted to be friends
I looked for people in Discord, in blogs and in events
I bought a Bible and a property near town
Now I'm the pope of the religion of the Clowns
I'm just afraid
Afraid I've become money's slave
Afraid that I will not be brave
If someone offers me a medal
Will I refuse to praise the golden cattle?
But who am I to ask for mercy?
I'm just a Mercenary
I sell my soul, I spend my time in turn for my salary
And if I'm heretic then what's the matter?
It's just the way I can ascend in social ladder
I didn't want to be the Master of the dungeon lanes
I'd better be the burgler or the guy who throws the flames
But I've discovered in this life there's just one choice: to be the man who plays or he who makes the toys
I've got some beer
If anyone could just sit here
We'll party, be merry, be cheer
So why is it I'm locked away?
I'm throwing parties but I can't engage
But who am I to seek attention?
I'm just a Mercenary
Fighting the demons of my soul in turn for my salary
And if I'm lacking what's the matter? No one cares.
I'm just the keeper of that bar that everybody shares
But who am I to keep on hoping?
I'm a Visionary
Twisting the demons of my soul till I've got plumsy fairies
I dream a world in wich the gold is treated as sand
A world where you're yourself and life is in your hand
So, who am I to keep on hoping?
I'm a Visionary
Twisting the demons of my soul till I've got plumsy fairies
In this my world there's some strange magic in the air
Cause there's no prisons and all love is Voluntary
Lyrics by: Joshua Glass