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BETH HART >> Merchandise Links
BETH HART
She combs her hair & cleans her face Closes the door & kneels to pray It don't matter that she's alone beast or dragons she's going home If I lay me down bow my head unto the ground Would you heal my skin & these blisters within My skin She found today So hard to say I sweat the sheets too tired to play & it don't matter cause I'm still alive Beast or Dragons won't make me hide another way I just cant find the words to say Cold where I lay it's cold where I lay bones cracked to clay a killer's in the way hot is my shame Fire pulls my veins For never is my name Forever in my shame holy come heal me solely, delivery delivery
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