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Teeth

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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 (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

Then we'll find out
If you don't know, then we'll find out
Then we'll find out
If you don't know, then we'll find out

I don't want to tell you like this
But if you must know, then we'll find ou-ou-out
Ahah, Nash

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