Metal Beat

Nobody knew me so I bought some time An hour or two with a friend of mine Somebody lied so I burned their soul Somebody screamed and the fire burned cold I cure things, sweet young things I take the pain away I cure things, sweet young things I soothe the pain away I cure things, sweet young things I take the pain away I cure things, sweet young things Like someone walks on their grave I booked a small room in a cheap motel Somewhere to hide and a cure to sell I call it fashion, I'll make them bleed No one to love but a ghost to feed I was a puppet pulling my own strings I can't believe that I did such things I was a shadow but god forgives Now I'm a priest and Jesus lives - adlib - I cure things, sweet young things I take the pain away I cure things, sweet young things I take the pain away I cure things, sweet young things I take the pain away I cure things, sweet young things Like someone walks on their grave How can I save you if you don't confess? Kneel down bitch be truly blessed