Metallica - Fixxxer

Yeah
Dolls of voodoo all stuck with pins
One for each of us and our sins
So you lay us in a line
Push your pins, they make us humble
Only you can tell in time
If we fall or merely stumble

But tell me
Can you heal what father’s done
Or fix this hole in a mother’s son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Tell me, can you heal what father’s done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I’m pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me

Yeah
Mirror, mirror upon the wall
Break the spell or become the doll
See you sharpening the pins
So the holes will remind us
We’re just the toys in the hands of another
And in time the needles turn from shine to rust

But tell me
Can you heal what father’s done
Or fix this hole in a mother’s son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Tell me, can you heal what father’s done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I’m pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Jab it

Blood for face
Sweat for dirt
Three x’s for the stone
To break this curse
A ritual’s due
I believe I’m not alone
Shell of shotgun
Pint of gin
Numb us up to shield the pins
Renew our faith
Which way we can
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love with life again
To fall in love
To fall in love
To fall in love with life again

So tell me
Can you heal what father’s done
Or fix this hole in a mother’s son
Can you heal the broken worlds within
Can you strip away so we may start again
Yeah, tell me, can you heal what father’s done
Or cut this rope and let us run
Just when all seems fine and I’m pain free
You jab another pin
Jab another pin in me
Oh yeah

No more pins in me, yeah
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more pins in me
No more, no more, no more
No, no, no

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Metallica - For Whom The Bell Tolls

Make his fight on the hill in the early day
Constant chill deep inside
Shouting gun, on they run through the endless grey
On the fight, for they are right, yes, by who’s to say?
For a hill men would kill, why? they do not know
Suffered wounds test there their pride
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know
[chorus:]
For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time you will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they will see what will be, blinded eyes to see
[chorus]

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Metallica - Fuel

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Turn on, I see red
Adrenaline crash and crash my head
Nitro junkie, paint me dead
And I see red

One hundred plus through black and white
War horse
War head
Fuck ’em, man
White knuckle tight
Through black and white

Oh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard
Loose and clean

Oh, and on I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Turn on beyond the bone
Swallow future, spit out home
Burn your face upon the chrome

Take the corner, join the crash
Headlights
Alarms
Another junkie lives too fast

Yeah
Lives way too fast, fast, fast, fast, fast

Oh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

Oh, and on I burn
Turning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

So gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

Oh
Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
My desire

Oh, on I burn
Fuel is pumping engines
Burning hard, loose and clean

On I burn
Churning my direction
Quench my thirst with gasoline

Gimme fuel
Gimme fire
Gimme that which I desire

On I burn

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Metallica - Harvester of Sorrow

My life suffocates
Planting seeds of hate
I’ve loved, turned to hate
Trapped far beyond my fate

I give
You take
This life that I forsake
Been cheated of my youth
You turned this lie to truth

Anger
Misery
You’ll suffer unto me

Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow

Pure black looking clear
My work is done soon here
Try getting back to me
Get back which used to be

Drink up
Shoot in
Let the beatings begin
Distributor of pain
Your loss becomes my gain

Anger
Misery
You’ll suffer unto me

Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow

All have said their prayers
Invade their nightmares
See into my eyes
You’ll find where murder lies

Infanticide

Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow
Language of the mad
Harvester of sorrow

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Metallica - Helpless

[hmm-hm-hm-hm-hmm-m
Hm-hm-hm-hm-hm]

I’ve gotta see you moving fast, see you come my way
See the dreams, I hope they last, never fade away
Gotta see the lights above, make it loud tonight
Gotta set it all afire, set it all alight

See the flashing lights, hear the thunder roar
I am gonna set you all alight
Gotta make it man
I ain’t got a choice
Gotta fill this hall tonight

Helpless (helpless)
Helpless (helpless)
Helpless (helpless)
Helpless (helpless)

I don’t know what I’m gonna do, maybe not tonight
Gotta set you all afire, gotta treat you right
I can see the flashing lights, lit before your love
Gotta hear the thunder roar, coming from above

See the flashing lights, hear the thunder roar
I am gonna set you all alight
Gotta make it man, I ain’t got a choice
Gotta fill this hall tonight

Helpless (helpless)
Helpless (helpless)
Helpless (helpless)
Helpless (helpless)
Huh!

I can see the stars, but I can’t see what’s going on
Every night alone I sing my song just for fun
Only time will tell if I’ll make it myself someday
This stage is mine, music is my destiny

Cannot squeeze the life from me, yeah

I can see the stars, but I can’t see what’s going on
Every night alone I sing my song just for fun
Only time will tell if I’ll make it myself someday
This stage is mine, music is my destiny

Cannot squeeze the life from me
Yeah-yeah-yeah

Hoh!

[see ya
Keep it going and keep it ringing out, let it ring out
Hey, doc
Okay, turn it off now]

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Metallica - 2x4

Yeah
I’m gonna make you, shake you, take you
I’m gonna be the one who breaks you
Put the screws into ya, my way
Yeah, c’mon, c’mon come and make my day
Make my day

Yeah
Got some hell to pay you, steal your thunder
The joy of violent movement, pulls you under
Ooh bite the bullet, well hard
Yea, but I bite harder, so go to far
To far

Friction, fusion, retribution
I can’t hear ya... talk to me
I can’t hear ya... so talk to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya trying to be my lord
I can’t hear ya talking 2 by 4

Yeah
I’m gonna make you, shake you, take you
I’m gonna be that one who breaks you
Put the screws into ya, my way
Hey c’mon, c’mon, come and make my day
Make my day

Friction, fusion, retribution
I can’t hear ya... talk to me
I can’t hear ya... talk to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya while your talking to me
I can’t hear ya trying to be my lord
I can’t hear ya talking 2 by 4

Friction, fusion, retribution
I’m going to make you... talk to me
I’m going to trick you... so talk to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya are you talking to me
I can’t hear ya trying to be my lord
I can’t hear ya talking 2 by 4

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