Collection / Metallica / St. Anger
Lyrics
Wash your back so you won't stab mine Get in bed with your own kind Live your life so you don't see mine Drape your back so you won't shine Wash your back so you won't stab mine Get in bed with your own kind Live your life so you don't see mine Drape your back so you won't shine Ooh then she holds my hand And i lie to get a smile Ooh then she holds my hand And i lie to get a smile Using what i want To get what you want Using what i want To get what you want Using what i want To get what you want Using what i want To get what you want Ooh sweet amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick She rolls me over 'till im sick She deals in habits, deals in pain I run away, but i'm back again Chase the rabbit, fetch the stick She rolls me over 'till im sick She deals in habits, deals in pain I run away, but i'm back again Ooh then she holds my hand And i lie to get a smile And she squeezes tighter I still lie to get a smile Using what i want To get what you want Using what i want To get what you want Using what i want To get what you want Using what i want To get what you want Ooh sweet amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? She holds the pen that spells the end She traces me and draws me in... She holds the pen that spells the end She traces me and draws me in... Ooh sweet amber Ooh sweet amber How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? How sweet are you? How sweet does it get? It's never as sweet as it seems
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My fave off this album of disarray. If this one had a lead solo and the drums were on par it would be a 10.