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B.I.N.K Video (MV)




Performed By: The Whiteys
Length: 5:08
Written by: Nir Shenhav
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The Whiteys - B.I.N.K Lyrics




I'm feeling kinda down lately
Kinda sad lately
Kinda nobody around to hug me lately
I know your'e mine baby
When you kiss me baby
But I'm afraid you cheating on me lately
You see I feel
As if your'e not real
But I'm here naked with no layers to peel
I'm flesh honey, just filled with cash money
Some instagram filters all the time
I feel death lately
If you want to hate me
But then know that you'll be missing all the shine

Hearts stopping, people dying
Up to heaven they be flying
Murder, suffocation
All the population
That tunnel should be a serious sensation
Fulfill, fulfill, just pay the bill
If you won't shoot me I will
If you won't shoot me I will
If you won't shoot me I will
I'm not depressed, just angry, but still

I love you!
If you love me too!

So f*ck yourself you maggot
You dick jumping rabbit
You small two legged creature
Well that's just a bad habit
Well I don't man no disrespect
But what's that shiny thing on your neck
You did everything for that check
Now look what you've done
What the heck?
You're better than that
Down be ashamed
The ashamed one should be the manly brain
That thinks from it's dick
Just wants the lick
Knows just how to punch and just to kick
It makes me sick
I wanna run
I wanna hide
But I just keep my thoughts inside

No need for the phone I don't have friends
No need for the love, cause I know it depends
On your interests
Your moods
Like beggars asking for food
Just to buy some drugs
Or horny men that ask for hugs
And end up with their dick inside of you
While you're stuck in the mud like a shoe
You can't move
You're duck-taped
You can't say you got raped
So pieces of you keep dying each day
And you're in court have nothing to say

It happens to one out of three
The world, can't you see
What about me
No cash needed I'm open for free

F*ck you, f*ck me, f*ck us, f*ck we
F*ck this tree, f*ck the army, marry it
I heard it has a nice piece, so carry it
A patriotic system with no where to run
"Yo, yo swag, he has a gun
Oh my god, can I have a picture
You look so cool?"
Yeah that's how we're taught at school
All the grenade shit that explodes
All our enemies and our foes
Being Israeli nobody knows
Being Israeli nobody knows
Being Israeli nobody knows
Nobody knows
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I'm feeling kinda down lately
Kinda sad lately
Kinda nobody around to hug me lately
I know your'e mine baby
When you kiss me baby
But I'm afraid you cheating on me lately
You see I feel
As if your'e not real
But I'm here naked with no layers to peel
I'm flesh honey, just filled with cash money
Some instagram filters all the time
I feel death lately
If you want to hate me
But then know that you'll be missing all the shine

Hearts stopping, people dying
Up to heaven they be flying
Murder, suffocation
All the population
That tunnel should be a serious sensation
Fulfill, fulfill, just pay the bill
If you won't shoot me I will
If you won't shoot me I will
If you won't shoot me I will
I'm not depressed, just angry, but still

I love you!
If you love me too!

So f*ck yourself you maggot
You dick jumping rabbit
You small two legged creature
Well that's just a bad habit
Well I don't man no disrespect
But what's that shiny thing on your neck
You did everything for that check
Now look what you've done
What the heck?
You're better than that
Down be ashamed
The ashamed one should be the manly brain
That thinks from it's dick
Just wants the lick
Knows just how to punch and just to kick
It makes me sick
I wanna run
I wanna hide
But I just keep my thoughts inside

No need for the phone I don't have friends
No need for the love, cause I know it depends
On your interests
Your moods
Like beggars asking for food
Just to buy some drugs
Or horny men that ask for hugs
And end up with their dick inside of you
While you're stuck in the mud like a shoe
You can't move
You're duck-taped
You can't say you got raped
So pieces of you keep dying each day
And you're in court have nothing to say

It happens to one out of three
The world, can't you see
What about me
No cash needed I'm open for free

F*ck you, f*ck me, f*ck us, f*ck we
F*ck this tree, f*ck the army, marry it
I heard it has a nice piece, so carry it
A patriotic system with no where to run
"Yo, yo swag, he has a gun
Oh my god, can I have a picture
You look so cool?"
Yeah that's how we're taught at school
All the grenade shit that explodes
All our enemies and our foes
Being Israeli nobody knows
Being Israeli nobody knows
Being Israeli nobody knows
Nobody knows
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Writer: Nir Shenhav
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