Flies In Water
Tooth calling
Am I lost or am I damned
Guess that took a while
But the little bone's
Right back down to the
Gums, so you can't take it
Oh the little sword I'm wielding
It's real and striking red
So I must have tried
Gone is the four string lead
How dull
Goes straight to my head
Until my woe
Until my last breath
Until I find
Flies in water
That care about me
Despite my intuition
All my allies, I'll be
I have not anything
Supposed to be
Ha ha
Okay I wove out there
I can't look down
Tooth falling
Come impress me when I'm dead
Bitter words and emotions
Explains my tasting rot
And words that your own father won't sing
Oh my ears are ringing
It's real and striking red
So I must have tried
Gone is the four string lead
How dull
Goes straight to my head
Until my woe
Until my last breath
Until I find
Flies in water
That care about me
Despite my intuition
All my allies, I'll be
I have not anything
Supposed to be
Ha ha
Okay I wove out there
I can't look down
Oh I'm so left out
In a world of sitting ducks
I'm the king
Come and stain this little crown
It can't work out
Oh baby you seem sorry but you're not
I'm sorry but I've got to
Get this right
I'm trying to hurt you
You screwed up my cuts and
My one way ticket
Can't you understand
It's not gonna serve you
You're running in circles
You're going to fall
Am I lost or am I damned
Guess that took a while
But the little bone's
Right back down to the
Gums, so you can't take it
Oh the little sword I'm wielding
It's real and striking red
So I must have tried
Gone is the four string lead
How dull
Goes straight to my head
Until my woe
Until my last breath
Until I find
Flies in water
That care about me
Despite my intuition
All my allies, I'll be
I have not anything
Supposed to be
Ha ha
Okay I wove out there
I can't look down
Tooth falling
Come impress me when I'm dead
Bitter words and emotions
Explains my tasting rot
And words that your own father won't sing
Oh my ears are ringing
It's real and striking red
So I must have tried
Gone is the four string lead
How dull
Goes straight to my head
Until my woe
Until my last breath
Until I find
Flies in water
That care about me
Despite my intuition
All my allies, I'll be
I have not anything
Supposed to be
Ha ha
Okay I wove out there
I can't look down
Oh I'm so left out
In a world of sitting ducks
I'm the king
Come and stain this little crown
It can't work out
Oh baby you seem sorry but you're not
I'm sorry but I've got to
Get this right
I'm trying to hurt you
You screwed up my cuts and
My one way ticket
Can't you understand
It's not gonna serve you
You're running in circles
You're going to fall
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Writer(s): Alec Cudmore
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