Fair to Midland - Vice/VersaLyrics

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Mountains of molehills, a grapevine in my ear Spots on the tiger while the townspeople gather to hear While the nest in my hands starve for rest Sticklers for cheap fun, you ought to be ashamed To trade in your heirlooms for an all day black market parade For a grand prize a slap in the face [Chorus:] 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 [Chorus] Roll down your windows; I know there's a shortcut ahead The long drive home is taking its toll, oh We just to need to 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
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