Belly of the City

Belly of the city,
Hear me breathe on my way home.

Midnight workers,
I know the darkness of these roads as well as you do.

Belly of the city,
Hear me breathe on my way home.

Midnight workers,
I know the darkness of these roads as well as you do.

I've never worshipped another
But I find myself kneeling before you.

I've never worshipped another
But I find myself kneeling before you.

Belly of the city,
Hear me breathe on my way home.



Credits
Writer(s): Ella Williams
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