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Lonely thoughts they seep, into mind
Into me, pushing deep
Wash the dirt, a hard days work
Know my place
On my own
No poison in my bones
On my own
This is where I build my home
My home
This will always be my home
I work until it's late
Walk in and close the gate
I look in the window
And I gaze at my face
Every line and every abrasion
This took my life to make
This took my life to make
On my own

No poison in my bones
On my own
This is where I build my home
My home
I need someone to hold
I need someone to hold
My home
This will always be my home
This will always be my home

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Here's the Reverend Beat-Man story: "He'll make your back crack, your liver quiver, and your knees freeze. And if you don't dig that you've got a hole in your soul, so let's give a big warm welcome for the Rev, your Beat-Man, everybody's Blues Trash Preacher, the fabulous Reverend Beat-Man" Born in 1967, he made his first recordings as a 13 year old under the name Taeb Zerfall and putting it out on his own Zerfall Tapes label.

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