Bp & the Big Picture - Motel

Human depravity and local news
Cheap perfume and the motel blues
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that shine bright red
She's got me wrapped around her fingernails that drag me to bed

Hair ties and bandages and black and white tv's
Swearing on graves we got everything we need
She kicks in her sleep when everything is fine
She kicks in her sleep but I don't mind

Stale glass of bubbly and all talk is cheap
Talks about mythology but doesn't know what it means
There's wax on the carpet we'll forget to clean
There's wax on the carpet stains our perfect feet

Handshakes in parking lots and awkward goodbyes
Smell of burning rubber and well at least I tried
There's a sun in the distance that trying to rise
There's a sun in the distance but I won't hide

Not this time

Written by:
Barryphillip Arruda

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