Scratch card glory or waist-low pleasure?
Black eyes, nose bleeds, don't look back now
My white abode, do you remember my white abode?
But it's such a thrill, just to find out

Sorry, you’re not a winner
With the air so cold and a mind so bitter
What have you got to lose but false intentions
And a life so pretentious?

Scratch card glory or waist-low pleasure?
Black eyes, nose bleeds, don't look back now
My white abode, do you remember my white abode?
But it's such a thrill, just to find out

Sorry, you’re not a winner
With the air so cold and a mind so bitter
What have you got to lose but false intentions
And a life so pretentious?

(Scratch card glory) or waist-low pleasure?
(Black eyes, nose bleeds) don't look back now
(My white abode) do you remember?
I sweat, I ache