letra de 8 hour days - ethel cain
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beauty is everything
but no man will ever know what that means
only the woman who’s holding his hand
will ever know the pit that grows inside of that man
he likes his clothes black, dinner packed, 8 hour days and nights away from her
same place, saving face for him
i feel like a preacher’s wife
slaving every day and night
making sure that he looks nice
for his children that i don’t share
beauty is everything
even when it takes the p-ss from me
even when he takes what he thinks is his inside me
i am beautiful and i am free
i feel like a preacher’s wife
crying waiting up all night
but i’ll carry him and jesus christ
as long as he comes home to me
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