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cover me with your darkness so no one will see my sins lay your hands upon me darling, and hold me down til I forget wrap your fingers around my neck and squeeze out my poisoned breath upon the bed I've come to you because you seem willing to lay your burdens on my back I was brought up like a mule, never learned to see the sun cuz I was taught to always look down instead of up but I've found my own way to pull diamonds from the rough and pull little bluebells and weeds out of the dust it's very easy to find men who'll squeeze you dry and use you up it's very easy to find bad luck and the best way to believe you have control is to self-destruct and if you've been told that you deserve it, then you might look for punishment it's a story that's as old and as boring as violence cuz I was brought up a good Christian, and just like Job and Abraham I was taught to always bend low and simply take it but I've found my own way to wrench blood from a stone and turn a mountain of pure wheat into pure gold so cover me, cover me, cover me, cover me with your darkness cover me, cover me, cover me with your darkness cover me with your darkness so the light won't show my sins From Letras Mania