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Toothless
21
Pop/Rock
Utwór Toothless został wydany 29 maja 2026 przez George Erith jako część albumu Toothless - EP
album cover
Data wydania29 maja 2026
WytwórniaGeorge Erith
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM146

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Erith
George Erith
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Erith
George Erith
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Erith
George Erith
Producer
Hector Forster-Toy
Hector Forster-Toy
Producer
Louis Allen
Louis Allen
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Chewing on a stick of hope
Won’t be long before I choke
I guess that’s all part of the joke
I’m just a rabbit down the hole
Fishing for ambition
I only found it used condition
Acting like that’s the thing I’m missing
im just a goldfish in its bowl
I think that I should try and run
From the jaws of being useless
But you might as well remove my gums
and call me Mr. Toothless
So throw another piece of chum
Into the waters of the ruthless
Might as well just twist my tongue
and call me Mr. Toothless
Falling flat on my face
Learning how to learn my place
I’ll stay down oh what a waste
I’m just mackerel on the farm
Falling out of the sky
Falling out of my mind
Falling out of time
Smear my pain on the wall
I’m a madman in his home
I think that I should try and run
From the jaws of being useless
But you might as well remove my gums
and call me Mr. Toothless
So throw another piece of chum
Into the waters of the ruthless
Might as well twist my tongue
and call me Toothless
Chewing on a stick of hope
Won’t be long before I choke
Won’t be long before I choke
Won’t be long before I choke
Chewing on a stick of hope
Won’t be long before I choke
Won’t be long before I choke
Won’t be long before I choke…
Knocking back a glass of dreams
Until it shattered at the seams
Crack another one for the team
I’m just a drunken asshole
Open up my planning draw
Try to suck one up my straw
But I fell down life’s trap door
I’m just a gold fish in his bowl
I’m just a gold fish in his bowl
I’m just a drunken asshole
I’m just a rabbit down the hole
I’m just a madman in his home
I’m just a mackerel on the farm
I’m just a lab rat on the run
I’m just a writer with no soul
I’m just a man lost on his goal
I’m just a lover grieving ghosts
I’m just a toothless animal
Written by: George Erith
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