Skin — Beth Hart

She combs her hair & cleans her face

Closes the door & kneels to pray

It dont matter that shes alone

Beast or dragons shes 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 dont matter

Cause Im still alive

Beast or dragons

Wont make me hide

Another way

I just cant find the words to say

Cold where I lay

Its cold where I lay

Bones cracked to clay

A killers 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