Benzocaine - Live at Le Bataclan

Oh, Benzocaine

I think it's a crime
The way you look in your baby's eyes
You won't see mine
You won't see mine

Boredom creeps in jade
Memories will stay
The brain will start to fade
With God on Benzocaine

Oh, Benzocaine
Oh, Benzocaine
Oh, Benzocaine
Oh, Benzocaine

Chalk white, gobshite
Bleeding gums
I thought the Benzocaine was supposed to numb
Supposed to numb
Supposed to numb
Supposed to numb

Supposed to numb

Oh, Benzocaine
Oh, Benzocaine
Oh, Benzocaine
Oh, Benzocaine



Credits
Writer(s): Lee Kiernan, Adam Devonshire, Jonathan Beavis, Joseph Talbot, Mark Bowen
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