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.