Acroma
wash away some desert night
Thirty-two years never learned a thing
Spent too much time on cold dark streets
Selling her body her soul for the almighty dollar
If there's a god somewhere watching me she says,
Damn
him
for
making
me
weak
Thirty-two years never learned a thing
Spent too much time on cold dark streets
Selling her body her soul for the almighty dollar
If there's a god somewhere watching me she says,
Damn
him
for
making
me
weak