Break your teeth on
The pattern hasn't changed for you
Or anyone
Take slow small hits
It's probably
Better if We
Stay off off
The surface for awhile
More stolen thoughts
I can't trace the static
In the analog
Have we come back
I'll Believe in anything
That you will end up telling me
I wanna be dead with all my friends
Atleast I knew how that'll end
For me we're pulling out my teeth
Is there something you don't want to keep
Pull every ounce
It turned to gas
Then liquid i keep choking down
With slow small hits
I'll believe in anything
That you will end up telling me
I wanna be dead with all my friends
Atleast I knew how that'll end
For me we're pulling out my teeth
Is there something you don't want to keep
I don't wanna keep you down on the floor
I don't wanna lead you back here begging for more
I don't wanna leave you down on the floor
I don't wanna lead you back here begging me for more
