My Black Heart Lyrics - The Ghost Who Walks

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Here is my confession, make of this what you will
I never met a man I wouldn`t kill
Hurt him if I had to, kick him when he`s down
Bury him alive for some peace or half a crown
I`ve seen rivers run with blood, pouring down a drain
And I wonder what`s this dark stuff pouring through my veins
My black heart,
Filling up with pain and hurt, spit and dirt
My black heart
Beating like a battle drum, every time I come
My black heartAnd I`ve never met a woman I didn`t want to touch
When the sap is rising and I`m riding on my luck
And the booze is talking dirty and I start to lose control
And the man I know I can be crawls back into his hole
I want to eat her alive, cut her to the quick
Then stick my fingers down my throat and make myself sick
My black heart,
Filling up with pain and hurt, spit and dirt
My black heart
Beating like a battle drum, every time I come
My black heart

And the rapist says he`s sorry, he`s filled with remorse
And the killer throws himself on the mercy of the court
And the judge is in his chambers, and the beast in his his lair
And you sitting there looking smug, combing lice through your hair
But I never met a man who wouldn`t cheat on his wife
Then swear that he`s not guilty on his mother`s life
My black heart,
Filling up with pain and hurt, spit and dirt
My black heart
Beating like a battle drum, every time I come
M y Black heart
Filling up with blood and lust, heat and dust
My Black Heart
And I`m sorry that I hurt you, baby, but I just can`t stop
My black heart
My black heart

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