 Scratch card glory or waist low pleasure?
Black eyes nose bleeds, don’t look back now
My white abode, do you remember? My white abode
But it’s such a thrill just to find out…
Sorry you’re not a winner, with the air so cold and a mind so bitter
What have you got to lose but false intentions and a life so pretentious?
I sweat, I ache.
Scratch card glory or waist low pleasure?
Black eyes nose bleeds, don’t look back now
My white abode, do you remember? My white abode
But it’s such a thrill just to find out…
Sorry you’re not a winner, with the air so cold and a mind so bitter
What have you got to lose but false intentions and a life so pretentious?
I sweat, I ache.
Scratch card glory (or waist low pleasure?)
Black eyes nose bleeds (don’t look back now)
My white abode, do you remember?
I sweat, I ache.
Sorry you’re not a winner, with the air so cold and a mind so bitter
What have you got to lose but false intentions and a life so pretentious?
Wha? Wha? What?
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Thanks to nameless hero for correcting these lyrics.
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