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

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