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Magic Fire

from God in Quotes by Sounds of Satellites

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My touch could start a fire. I’ll cut your brakes and watch the tires roll. Open flames fill my hands, but my wedding finger with no band is cold. It would be wonderful if I could make gold. Here’s to the Midas touch. Instead of gold, I make love. I need your breath to feel love. The bottle drops; the beer floods. We stagger down the interstate then burn down a Super 8. Everything is wonderful now that I make gold. Here’s to the Midas touch. Instead of gold, I make love. Put another notch in her spine; it’s meeting new hands all the time. The women I bed aren’t willing. Well they might be--they might have been, but then I touched them. They have to burn something.

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from God in Quotes, released March 4, 2014

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