Seventeen
Savory, I don't like sweet
Bringing me right to my knees
Shivering, no time for sleep
Gotta wipe away the grease
Pretty thing, you'll be complete
When we cut away the teeth
Stumbling on perfect feet
Turn me into seventeen
Reach in the socket and
Feel for the caustic
I'll show you, you want to
You asked if I had a light
Leave the mirror open
Paper bag over the head
Heavy skin and shallow breath
Isn't she something special?
Isn't she something special?
Cavalry, the ground it meets
Shaking underneath my feet
Look at me, so incomplete
Turn me into seventeen
Reach in the socket and
Feel for the caustic
I'll show you, you want to
You asked if I had a light
Leave the mirror open
Paper bag over the head
Heavy skin and shallow breath
Isn't she something special?
Isn't she something special?
The glow, we're close enough to see (I know)
Below (the glow), look close (we're close)
Above (enough), a gown (to see)
The rose (the glow) scared me (we're close)
To death (enough), I know (to see)
I know (the rose), the bit (look close)
The hole (to hold), I quit (to smell)
The glow (the rose), we're close (scared me)
Enough (to death) to see (I know)
Below, below
Leave the mirror open
Paper bag over the head
Heavy skin and shallow breath
Isn't she something special?
Isn't she something special?
Bringing me right to my knees
Shivering, no time for sleep
Gotta wipe away the grease
Pretty thing, you'll be complete
When we cut away the teeth
Stumbling on perfect feet
Turn me into seventeen
Reach in the socket and
Feel for the caustic
I'll show you, you want to
You asked if I had a light
Leave the mirror open
Paper bag over the head
Heavy skin and shallow breath
Isn't she something special?
Isn't she something special?
Cavalry, the ground it meets
Shaking underneath my feet
Look at me, so incomplete
Turn me into seventeen
Reach in the socket and
Feel for the caustic
I'll show you, you want to
You asked if I had a light
Leave the mirror open
Paper bag over the head
Heavy skin and shallow breath
Isn't she something special?
Isn't she something special?
The glow, we're close enough to see (I know)
Below (the glow), look close (we're close)
Above (enough), a gown (to see)
The rose (the glow) scared me (we're close)
To death (enough), I know (to see)
I know (the rose), the bit (look close)
The hole (to hold), I quit (to smell)
The glow (the rose), we're close (scared me)
Enough (to death) to see (I know)
Below, below
Leave the mirror open
Paper bag over the head
Heavy skin and shallow breath
Isn't she something special?
Isn't she something special?
Credits
Writer(s): Dana Foote, Edward O Mara
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