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The cold white flamingo wins at black market bingo
 That we used to play, but we don't play no more
 We used to travel playing hotel games
 Eating truck stop dinners with christian names
 Pointing out porn in payphones pinned into the core
 Now I just count mile markers between your door and my door
 Big boys, bad girls, grind their teeth in stereo
 Big boys, bad girls, grind their teeth in stereo
 I creep, I don't move in the breeze like I used to
 I bend backwards at the elbows and the knees
 The silver tap is spewing crap and I'm halfway round the world
 Flatlined in a space between my teeth
 I churned my milk and honey, I lost track of all the money
 My family rescued some other stray dog
 When it rains, I open windows, I just lay there
 I just lay getting waterlogged, trying to get along
 Big boys, bad girls, grind their teeth in stereo
 Big boys, bad girls, grind their teeth in stereo
 The cold white flamingo wins at black market bingo
 That we used to play, but we don't play no more
 We used to travel playing hotel games
 Eating truck stop dinners with christian names
 Pointing out porn in payphones pinned into the core
 Now I just count mile markers between your door and my door
 I creep, I don't move in the breeze like I used to
 I bend backwards at the elbows and the knees
 The silver tap is still crap and I'm halfway round the world
 Flatlined in a space between my teeth
 I churned my milk and honey, but I lost track of all the money
 so my family rescued some other stray dog
 When it rains, I open windows,
 laying there... waterlogged... trying to get along
 1-800-Someone, sweepstakes donation
 Blood or a trip to the bahamas
 I'd really like to see you when you finish out your sentence
 Dear soulmate behind stripes and stars
 

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Duration
03:46
Key
2
Tempo
133 BPM

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