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Vice/Versa Lyrics Artist(Band):Fair To Midland
a grapevine in my ear. Spots on the tiger while the townspeople gather to hear, while the nests in my hands starve for rest. Sticklers for cheap fun, you oughta be ashamed to trade in your heirlooms. For an all day black market parade, for a grand prize a slap in the face for you Fire, 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 Roll down your windows. I know there's a short cut ahead The long drive home is taking it's toll now We just need some rest. Oh Yeah!! If you find some error in Vice/Versa Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Vice/Versa The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Fair To Midland" Music | | ||||||||||||
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