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