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She keeps a bottle hanging like religon right underneath the bed She pours it in the sheets and vents... Combats the awful things we did Snakes and Plagues and her former slaves are arising from the dead... She grinds her heels as we bottom out... ..the horrible years we were fed... And as the lights double back again... We curse the man who invented them I see a little bit of you in everything Blowing up like jerusalem in me How I'm in love with everything.. The girl with the golden back Give me love in a telescope and beat your heart like a marching band oh I could bludgeon it or bottle it... or beat it back to bed... But bleeding bleeds much safer streets so pick up that bandaged dress.. Letras de cancionesand put the polish down and leave the crooked ground.. You look infinite at best... and as time gives god a rest.. we better bind our better halves... I store a little bit of heaven everywhere Even with the cabinets so dirty and bare How im in love with everything The Girl with the golden back (Thanks to Mark for these lyrics) From Letras Mania