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I used to run a bankI'm the sediment at the bottom of | your water tankAnd for a change of tactI'd like to say | I love the way | you scratch my backAnd it's black, yeah it's blackThe hole you dug us inAnd it's black, yeah it's blackAnd it's black my heart I wear it wellShe came on like November | pretending to be summerAnd I could not remember to | shelter from the last of winterStay hidden from the coldUntil the cold steals | your | bones [bones]And all we have | a golden calf | cut in half From Letras Mania