Im what youve been expecting
Come to my society
Youll find in me, what youll looking for
Ever searching for
You can get there love and more
New state of mind
Put your faith in what I say
Rely on me, give all away
I want your trust, you need my god
I will make you stronger
Chorus :
Hes a fake, its staring you in the face
Hes a teacher, who shifts on you
Dont let him be a part of you
Youre so blind, twisted blind
Im the preacher, whos selling dreams
Who knows what tomorrow may bring
You trusting soul, pay for my church
Like a sucker
Anything from you is mine
No promise land
Poor thing you sell your soul to me
Youve no one to blame but yourself
Ive what I need, it does me good
You will make me richer
You made a big mistake
Anything from you is dead
You gave all youve got to me
Everything from you is gone
Dont lay your errors on me
Sounds too easy
Did you come into your own
Youre so alone
Artist: Icarly
Artist: Beth Hart
Artist: Carol Welsman