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And the night set in A crescent moon in the shape of your bedAnd across the hallFaint fumes filled with alcoholWas it all a dream?Or was it keroseneHandcuffed to a wallYour mouth looked tight stuffed with all that gauzeLet's get your blood cold out of the houseLet's bleach your hair straight into your mouthLet's push those thumbs clean up in a trapLet's sew your veins right into a mapI could get you to begI could get you to stealI could get you to prayAnd then die for the causeI dragged your bodyOver splintered floorsI heard you squealingHow you just want moreYou winked when I was throughLetras de cancionesAching for some chrome to chewYou guessed it girlYou're gonna be my worldmy doll, my holy warLet's get your blood cold out of the houseLet's bleach your hair straight into your mouthLet's push those thumbs clean up in a trapLet's sew your veins right into a mapI could get you to begI could get you to stealI could get you to prayAnd then die for the causeDirty vultures screaming like your demonsLittle Betty drowning in the deep endAt your local poolIn your suburbsI could get you to begI could get you to stealI could get you to prayAnd then die for the cause From Letras Mania