Teeth

I can see the outcome before you play your hand
Reading you is simple, it's not hard to understand

We have picked our targets, who will hit the hardest?

We've chosen sides and I know that you're fighting exposed
Pretending to understand hand-to-hand
You're speaking nonsense, stemming from the seeds of emotion
With every word you grow

There is no outcome, there is nothing to be rewarded
Or gained from contempt of civility
I've had enough and I feel you coming closer
With words so frightening

What's left to say? You're a vacancy I will not cater to
And I feel my patient capacity crumble because of you
I see your face, my foe approaching
Lick your lips, your grin encroaching
I only want to see your teeth if they are broken

I only want to see your teeth if they're broken



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Turner, Chris Portugal
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