Crooked Teeth

de Loser

From what I can see
I’m a fucked up kid in need
And you can say the same for my teeth
But I don’t know what else to believe
Cause an apple a day
Never did shit for my brain
So I went and changed my face
To distract you from my pain
I don’t think this house needs four walls anymore
But you’d hate me if I said anything more
Blame if I did anything coarse
Break me if I give any remorse
You know I can only take so much
I wish you could know the things I’ve done
It doesn’t get old it just gets rough
Especially so with all this rust
Please

I hate to sound this bleak
But I break my back for dreams
That I might never achieve
I know it’s in bad taste
But I hate to mix my drinks
And even when you say my name
I hate the sound it makes
But what goes up must come down
So I hope you miss the ground
If you don’t know then we’ll find out
I don’t wanna tell you like this
But if you must know
Then we’ll find out

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