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Pretty Girls Make Graves - The Teeth Collector Lyrics

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  • Im unfolding little scraps of paper
  • Im dotting Is and crossing ts
  • Like a ghost your were the gardener
  • That snuck in and planted seed
  • Decay
  • Your words acidic taste
  • Im unfolding little scraps of paper
  • But Ill pluck you like a dead bug from my feet
  • No more voices on the radio
  • No more waiting by the telephone
  • Arrows aim to crack rib cages
  • But your venoms weak in my blood
  • Your poison scabs, coagulated
  • Your hardest try is never enough
  • Decay
  • Your words acidic taste
  • Im unfolding little scraps of paper
  • But Ill pluck you like a dead bug from my feet
  • This tooth is rotten, yank it out
  • Your words are cancer in my mouth
  • This captains ship is going down

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