Skin - 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