Sweet the Sting

With a strut into the room With his hat cocked sure defiantly He said I, I have heard That you can play the way I like it to be played. I said, I can play, anyway that you want. But first I want, I want to know Baby is it sweet sweet Sweet the sting Is it real this infusion Can it heal where others before have failed? If so then somebody Shake shake shake me sane 'cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion's tail He said I laid my weapons down with my pistol Fully loaded, a hunted man To my root, will it end Or begin in your cinnabar juice? Is it sweet sweet Sweet the sting Is it real this infusion Can it heal where others before have failed? If so then somebody Shake shake shake me sane 'cause I am inching ever closer to the tip of this scorpion's tail Love let me breathe Breathe you in Melt the confusion Until there is There is your - union