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Gritted Teeth
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Alternative Folk
Gritted Teeth was released on October 10, 2025 by Cloud as a part of the album Warm as Summer, Bright as Blood
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Release DateOctober 10, 2025
LabelCloud
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM115

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cloud
Cloud
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cloud
Cloud
Songwriter
Claudia Jasmine Quartly
Claudia Jasmine Quartly
Songwriter
Owen Catling
Owen Catling
Songwriter
Benjamin Paul Stone
Benjamin Paul Stone
Songwriter

Lyrics

All the paths to me, I showed you all the signs
You walked past the tended gardens with a wistful sigh
"This place holds so much promise," you agreed (oh, please)
So I took you in a drunken lust behind the scenes
Cause I am weak
Cause I am weak
There were snakes among the roses, that's for sure
No altruist exists but poses like a filthy whore
And all I ever wanted was your arms
Secure and juxtaposed with all the harm that I hold close
And now the walls, they fall down
On these ruins once stood proud
I'm still figuring this all out
I wish that someone would come and dig this thorn I carry out
Let me down, and let me down, and let me down, and let me down
Why do they call the mourning morning?
I was drinking to forget
You always come without a warning
When I have nothing left
Let's make regrets
I said, I meant
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
And make regrets
And make regrets
All the kisses that you'd stolen weren't enough
Through gritted teeth I left relief in every touch that fell on me
And maybe I just want this far too much
Let's take it fast and make it slow cause we all know just how this goes
And now the walls, they fall down
On these ruins once stood proud
I'm still figuring this all out
I wish that someone would come and dig this thorn I carry out
Let me down, and let me down, and let me down, and let me down
Why do they call the mourning morning?
I was drinking to forget
You always come without a warning
When I have nothing left
Let's make regrets
I said, I meant
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Why do they call the mourning morning?
I was drinking to forget
You always come without a warning
When I have nothing left
Oh, let's make regrets
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
Let's go to bed
And make regrets
And make regrets
Let's make regrets
No, let's make regrets
And make regrets
Written by: Benjamin Paul Stone, Claudia Jasmine Quartly, Owen Catling
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