Believer کے بول

Back when I was delicate and sweet I met the devil under an old tree And he put his mouth up to my ear And softly whispered this to me Are you a believer? Are you a believer? Nobody loves like a believer Nobody loves like a believer Back when I was delicate and sweet I sat upon an old man's knee He said, "The secret to life is in my hands" And this is what he wrote on me He said "Before too long you will get old, And even you, child, will stop trying to see And all of your pain will be familiar and cold" And this is what he wrote on me Stay a believer 'Cause I need a believer Nobody loves like a believer Nobody loves like a believer Nobody loves like a believer Back when I was fast asleep I met the devil under an old tree I said as soon as awake, you'll disappear And this is what he screamed to me Make me a believer! Make me a believer! Nobody loves like a believer Nobody loves like a believer Nobody loves like a believer Nobody fucks like a believer Nobody Nobody