Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Eyes all swollen from the red now
I don't see death now, I don't go to bed now
Sleep the ache away, so wait
Write another list down, ooh they gon' lose count
Sleep the air to wade, the pain, the screams
[Verse 2]
Teeth too sharp for my own good
I don't cut my meat, I cook it on the high heat
Good, quick teeth
I point my finger right at you
You walk over, I don't even have to speak
[Verse 3]
Kinda up to no good
It's kinda up to me, to be no good
But never any no good
Who'll come around so good
And make me speak, hey
[Verse 4]
Hips all swollen from the big talk
I don't walk that walk, like to hear yourself talk
Speak the air, don't waste your breath on me
Try and write your thoughts down
Maybe less than half now
Speak the air, don't waste your breath on me
[Verse 5]
Teeth too sharp for my own good
I don't cut my meat, cook it on the high heat
Good, quick teeth
I point my finger right at you
You walk over, I don't even have to speak
[Verse 6]
Kinda up to no good
It's kinda up to me, to be no good
But never any no good
Who'll come around so good
And make me speak
[Verse 7]
Been kinda up to no good
It's kinda up to me, to be no good
But never any no good
I'll come around so good
And make me speak
[Verse 8]
Teeth too sharp for my own good
I don't cut my meat, cook it on the high heat
It's kinda up to me, to be no good
But never any no good
I'll come around so good
And make me speak
[Verse 9]
(It's kinda up to me to be no good)
(But never any no good)
(Come around so good)
(And make me speak)
Written by: Allan Rayman, Andrew Dawson
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