Gold Lyrics - Sugarcubes

Gold
i close the door
shouldn't burn yet
the wires get hotte
palms are glowing..
this is hot mea
metallic bloo
this is open swea
show you with my finger
draw with the ey
with your own breat
i tear your lungs ou
this side of the blackest meadow
i make my winterdwellin
and crush my bone
i'll sail out the window
i'll walk down the hedg
i will not finish until I'm fully satisfied.