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  Text skladby: Fair to Midland-Vice-Versa
Mountains of molehills A grapevine in my ear, spots on the tiger While the townspeople gather to hear While the nests in my hands starve for rest
Sticklers for cheap fun You oughta be ashamed to trade in your heirlooms For an all day black market parades For a grand prize, a slap in the face
For you, bold faced type covers your text
It must have been winter
Still frame, no dice Where do you get your evidence? Move now, stay still, it takes a luminescent hue The wood, the crest, that's weaved outside your vest Still frame, no dice
Loons light the skyline While you sleep on concrete With both your eyes open I just kept pullin' on both your feet Someday together we'll breathe, breathe
For you, bold faced type covers your text It must have been winter
Still frame, no dice Where do you get your evidence? Move now, stay still It takes a luminescent hue The wood, the crest, that's weaved outside your vest Still frame, no dice
Roll down in a nutshell I know there's a short-cut to hell The long drive home is taking it's toll We just need some rest
Still frame, no dice Where do you get your evidence? Move now, stay still It takes a luminescent hue The wood, the crest, that's weaved outside your vest Still frame, no dice