Woke Up Next to Rows of Teeth
Title | Woke Up Next to Rows of Teeth |
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Artist | Our Sunday Affairs |
Album | Cave |
Release Date | (not set) |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | Youve got yellow fangs and a black inside Eyes like harvest moons on would-be prom nights Youre gonna hunt me down gonna make me feel Youre gonna chew me out til there’s nothing real Try as i might i can't quite jump into an empty grave of mine Let me the lodge the love in you As petals lick your messy wounds As snakes coil around the womb This silly nectar tastes like truth Blue turns black, im gonna bring it back Black blasts back, im gonna break its back Can you recall what you said? Can you recall what you learned? On a monday morning All of these options were made out clay And i watched them get shaped passing everyday Let out a laugh and turned the scope on myself When you said “i run to get away from myself”You might also like |