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

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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