Teeth Songtext
von isaur

I have a smile when i′m walking now
Ripped papers and glass on the ground
Needles in my legs
And my heads filled with sludge
Rub my teeth with mud

And I have seen faces and figures on the door
Faces and figures on the floor


I know every story has its holes
I know that everybody has goals
But words don't understand the meaning of the message
It′s just the readers mind to figure out the lesson
If everyday was a brand new story
Why does it always feel like the same?
If every day has a new beginning
Why does it feel like everyday is the ending?

Words don't
They don't really affect me
I′m beautiful no matter who accepts me
Everyone has a sin up in their own sleeves
Whats the point in calling them sins if it′s what we need?