The Numanoid Channel

Nobody knew me, so I bought some time

An hour or two with a friend of mine

Somebody lied, so I'll burn their soul

Somebody screamed and then the fire burned cold

I cure things

Sweet young things

I'll take their 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 passion; 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

I cure things

Sweet young things

I'll take their 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 and be truly blessed

(P) 1994 Numa Records

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