Paroles de Itchy Teeth

I've been left To lick my wounds For too long Down to bone Calloused tongue Itchy teeth Metal mouth with rubber gums I can't talk now Hold me for an hour Flowers bloom in less We'll brace this crumbling tower The harvest of distress Eke me out Make me last I am a broken ship A sinking mast You filled me up And made the holes With fingertips Red nails and cutting words Patch me up