I hold soft flames on my tongue And chew on them like chewing gum They burn the roof of my mouth But I won't spit it out loud right now There's an inferno in your mouth I can tell by the way you smile like it burns You press your lips together like you're kissing yourself To stop me from learning
He's a keeper, he's a believer He's on the ground, on his knees in a theater And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are But he fell in love with a fevеr "I could never leavе her, I could never keep her!" That's what he says to the neighborhood preacher And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are But I fell in love with the fever and I
I watch us burn and fall, the heat is ten feet tall The potential is bench pressing us into the wall And the flick of flames weaving through my teeth If the hot gum were to slip out, where would we be?
Your teeth wanna tattle and confess to me Your molars are complaining, I can hear them weep Sucking on fire while you're a liar that says they feel nothing Your hand is watching mine like an L.A. hawk My hand is well aware that it's being stalked Wincing a smile while I'm chewing on the flame ‘Cause I've never been one to ruin a game
He's a keeper, he's a believer He's on the ground, on his knees in a theater And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are But he fell in love with a fever "I could never leave her, I could never keep her!" That's what he says to the neighborhood preacher And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are But I fell in love with the fever and I
I watch us burn and fall, the heat is ten feet tall The potential is bench pressing us into the wall And the flick of flames weaving through my teeth If the hot gum were to slip out, where would we be?
Your teeth are on fire, do you notice? No Your mouth is burning, do you notice? No Your hair burns, my hair burns Your skin burns, my skin burns Do you feel anything? No Do you feel anything? No If I tell you what I'm thinking promise, you won't tell yourself If you tell me what you're thinking, I swear I won't tell myself He's on the ground, he's on his knees, he's a believer He's on the ground, he didn't listen to the preacherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.