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She counted holes with a shovel. she won&#39;t shake hands with the devil
and when she&#39;s caught in the middle, she pulls away and it feels
like a north wind freezin&#39; your body again
like a slow day makin&#39; its way in the dark
to a mouth where the feelings start
rush out like the blood from the beating heart
She holds the neck of the bottle, her every thought is a riddle
you try to rise to her level, you sit back down and it feels
like a north wind teasin&#39; your body again
like a slow day makin&#39; its way in the dark
to a mouth where the feelings start
rush out like the blood from the beating heart
the blood from the beating heart
the blood from the beating heart
A strange and delicate creature who only lives if you love her
invites you to swim in the river and leaves you under the earth
like a north wind freezin&#39; your body again
like a slow day makin&#39; its way in the dark
to a mouth where the feelings start
rush out like the blood from the beating heart
like a north a slow
to a mouth where the feelings start
rush out like the blood from the beating heart

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