The T
Big teeth, big brown eyes
Coming at me with them little lies
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
FaceTime, no lie, Mr. Tough Guy
Sitting on the sea shore, what's your alibi?
Animal, cannibal, steady Miss Believer
Tuned in alien satellite receiver
I don't give a goddamn if I make it out alive
I'm gonna climb to the top of the hill
Lay down and die, whoa
Who loves ya, babe?
Who loves ya, babe?
Whoa, who loves ya, babe?
Big teeth, big brown eyes
Coming at me with them little lies
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
I don't give a goddamn if I make it out alive (oh)
I'm gonna climb to the top of the hill
Lay down and die
Lay down and die
(You gotta know) who loves ya, babe
This is what you are to me, me
Whoa, who loves ya, babe?
Big teeth, big brown eyes
Coming at me with them little lies
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
I don't give a goddamn if I make it out alive
(Coming at me with them little lies)
I'm gonna climb to the top of the hill
Lay down and die
(Every day, little deaths what we dying for)
Big teeth, big brown eyes (who loves ya, babe?)
Coming at me with them little lies (who loves ya, babe?)
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
Coming at me with them little lies
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
FaceTime, no lie, Mr. Tough Guy
Sitting on the sea shore, what's your alibi?
Animal, cannibal, steady Miss Believer
Tuned in alien satellite receiver
I don't give a goddamn if I make it out alive
I'm gonna climb to the top of the hill
Lay down and die, whoa
Who loves ya, babe?
Who loves ya, babe?
Whoa, who loves ya, babe?
Big teeth, big brown eyes
Coming at me with them little lies
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
I don't give a goddamn if I make it out alive (oh)
I'm gonna climb to the top of the hill
Lay down and die
Lay down and die
(You gotta know) who loves ya, babe
This is what you are to me, me
Whoa, who loves ya, babe?
Big teeth, big brown eyes
Coming at me with them little lies
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
I don't give a goddamn if I make it out alive
(Coming at me with them little lies)
I'm gonna climb to the top of the hill
Lay down and die
(Every day, little deaths what we dying for)
Big teeth, big brown eyes (who loves ya, babe?)
Coming at me with them little lies (who loves ya, babe?)
Big tongue, big lip scar
Every day, little deaths what we dying for
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Writer(s): George D. Kieffer Iii, Mitchell Toler
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