Paroles Teeth de Brook Pridemore

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Textes et Paroles de Teeth



Standing beside myself
Watching me drop the ball again
You are hopelessly content
I am choking to death
We were sitting on the bench
Where the Green Top used to be
Waiting on a message from her majesty
Holding tight to one another's hands intermittently
And I am standing on the beach where I sleep
Trying to wash the smell of you off my teeth
I am writing it down while you bleed
And I am try to remember to breathe

You said, "I wish my life were exciting enough
To be filmed in real time."
But you walk home the same way every day:
Past the burned-out lights of the Trust Company
And I am writing my songs on the ripped out pages of Blender magazine
Playing my guitar through a matchbox amp and beer-soaked coterie
Losing every thought like I lose my mind
When you drop the apathy that you hold so well
And I am standing on the beach where I sleep
Trying to wash the smell of you from my teeth
I am writing it down while you bleed
And I am try to remember to breathe

I know it's only my soul, but I like it
I sold my heart and body in the Garden State today
I got a postcard from an old-time donut shop in Chicago that says,
"I love you, I need you, and baby, I would die for you"
And I'm writing my thoughts on the ripped-out pages of Blender magazine
Playing my guitar through a matchbox amp and beer-soaked coterie
Losing every thought like I lose my mind
When you drop the apathy that you hold so well
And I am standing on the beach where I sleep
Trying to wash the smell of you from my teeth
I am writing it down while you bleed
And I am try to remember to breathe

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