Silky skin
Do you feel it?
Softer than the velvet
Burn it down
Burn it down
That is how they want 'em boys
Lick, and lick, and get hard
Fuck around and make scars
Let me be your mother fucking dream
Fuck around
Yeah, I've been down
No running round
Yeah, I’ve been crowned
No love lost, no love found
A cheap thrill like a cheap meal
My darkest smile just to put you down
Then switch it off like an automat
Escape this town into the night
All locals, I’ve seen it all
So I go coast-to-coast
Some roads I drove on before
You gotta learn the ropes
While we roll, you fold
At least now you know
Gotta trust that
I’ma be your mother fucking dream
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
Pray for their hearts
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
Pray for their hearts
Violence, their religion
Asking, no permission
Clockwork mechanism
That is how they want 'em boys
Lick, and lick, and get hard
Fuck around and make scars
Let me be your mother fucking dream
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
Pray for their hearts
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
Pray for their hearts
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
Pray for their hearts
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
Pray for their hearts
(Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray, Pray)
Pray for their hearts
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