(To the Tune of an Electric) Toothbrush

Infection spreads throughout my mouth
I'm shaking I can't cast it out
I think the pain is blinding me
Record a temp of 103
Oh no this might be it
Back in the spring of 17
Dentistry it saved the dream
Even when I lacked the funds
They pulled it out and got it done
They say I'll be okay

Say ah

Now in the fall of 22
Dentistry can make me move
Up on a pile of all my doubts
I'll write a song and work it out
I know I'll be good
It's nice to know it's not cosmetic
Or purely bound by aesthetic
It's connected to the heart
I should have flossed right from the start

Say ah



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Phipps
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