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Palehound - Cinnamon lyrics

Artist: Palehound

album: Dry Food


Fiendin', peekin' at the centerfolds
Cuttin' tinsel into gold
And hopin' you won't love me still
Mellow, cringin' ugly fellows
Mixin' water into gin
And chasin' it with cinnamon
Oh, my God
Kingdom wants me up
♪
Marksman, shooting apples off of heads
Jonesing for a cigarette
With sloppy shots on purpose
Keepin' tabs on all my scrimmages
And crossin' out my closest friends
For someone I can't recognize
Oh, my God
Kingdom wants me... up!
♪
Don't call it a ghost to my own
(Oh, oh)
(Hmm)
God called my life a pretty life
It made me cry
Like a...
(Oh-oh-oh)

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