Background checks on best friends
Deadlocks tapped into loose ends
Surveillance, nose high from rooftops
Quick-drawn eyes, gnawed nails off
We're stuck fast
(stuck fast)
Brazen defence of constructed evidence
Come clean, tight-jean and cheap-drink scene
We're stuck fast
Where does fear go
when mother's whites are whiter than snow?
Where does fear go?
Background checks on best friends
Arched necks on bodies busy looting things
We're stuck fast
with half-arsed swear jars and soap bars
Mouths foam, who's home? Dial tone
(dial tone)
Where does fear go
when mother's whites are whiter than snow?
Where does fear go
when agents light the back row?
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Purplene - Love: Western Lyrics
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Background checks on best friends
Deadlocks tapped into loose ends
Surveillance, nose high from rooftops
Quick-drawn eyes, gnawed nails off
We're stuck fast
(stuck fast)
Brazen defence of constructed evidence
Come clean, tight-jean and cheap-drink scene
We're stuck fast
Where does fear go
when mother's whites are whiter than snow?
Where does fear go?
Background checks on best friends
Arched necks on bodies busy looting things
We're stuck fast
with half-arsed swear jars and soap bars
Mouths foam, who's home? Dial tone
(dial tone)
Where does fear go
when mother's whites are whiter than snow?
Where does fear go
when agents light the back row?
Deadlocks tapped into loose ends
Surveillance, nose high from rooftops
Quick-drawn eyes, gnawed nails off
We're stuck fast
(stuck fast)
Brazen defence of constructed evidence
Come clean, tight-jean and cheap-drink scene
We're stuck fast
Where does fear go
when mother's whites are whiter than snow?
Where does fear go?
Background checks on best friends
Arched necks on bodies busy looting things
We're stuck fast
with half-arsed swear jars and soap bars
Mouths foam, who's home? Dial tone
(dial tone)
Where does fear go
when mother's whites are whiter than snow?
Where does fear go
when agents light the back row?