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Crooked Teeth

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Crooked Teeth


Locked up in my hurricane head
Bloody knuckles paint the whole place red
Straightjacket, straight tie me to the bed
All alone in a room full os misfits
Cold blooded, cold hearted on a hit list
Paranoid, struggling, I gotta get this

Everybody's looking at me, staring at me
Everybody's looking at me

Terrified, paralysed
Something's got a hold on me
Let me go, I can't speak
Im choking on my crooked teeth
Wake me up, if I sleep
Cause Im haunted by my dreams
Crying out, but I can't speak
Cause Im choking on my
Choking on my crooked teeth

My crooked teeth

Caved in, hyperventilating
Cutting way to close to my skin
I feel the devil try to creep back in
I feel the devil try to creep back in
Im possessed by the everyday stress
Flash back and Im trying to forget
Bloody hell, bloody knife, bloody mess

Terrified, paralysed
Something's got a hold on me
Let me go, I can't speak
Im choking on my crooked teeth
Wake me up, if I sleep
Cause Im haunted by my dreams
Crying out, but I can't speak
Cause Im choking on my
Choking on my crooked teeth

Everybody's looking at me, staring at me
Everybody's looking at me
Everybody's looking at me, staring at me
Everybody's looking at me

Terrified, paralysed
Something's got a hold on me
Let me go, I can't speak
Im choking on my crooked teeth
Wake me up, if I sleep
Cause Im haunted by my dreams
Crying out, but I can't speak
Cause Im choking on my
Choking on my crooked teeth

My crooked teeth

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