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Emory Wellons - Tooth

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〈verse 1〉
Loose tooth, tight string
Won't you slam the door?
Vermouth, split screen
What you yelling for?
Father figure from the backseat
Can’t hit the down beat
If it smacked you in the face
Splinter, cut deep
Pull it out for me

〈verse 2〉
Bluetooth, your turn
Fuck i hate this song
I lose, you learn
All your wires crossed
Kept your rifle in the closet
It was a walk-in
I saw it every time i walked in
Confused, hard turn
At least we haven’t fought

〈chorus〉
Putting teeth marks on the hands that fed me
Wooden spoon for when i got too messy
Hated when you said i looked prеtty
Hated when you looked just likе me
〈bridge〉
Putting teeth marks on the hands that fed me
(loose tooth, tight string, won’t you slam the door?)
Wooden spoon for when i got too messy
(vermouth, split screen, what you yelling for?)
Hated when you said i looked pretty
(father figure from the backseat, can’t hit the downbeat, if it smacked you in the face)
Hated when you looked just like me
(splinter, cut deep, pull it out for me)

〈verse 3〉
What if i bled for you?
What if i took a punch for you like i’ve done before?
Don’t let me bother you
Don’t let me bark and bite at you ‘til your ears are sore
What if i died for you?
What if i nailed up my hands to a piece of wood?
Is it cool if i do?
I’ll let it rip for you

〈verse 4〉
Loose tooth, tight string, won’t you slam the door?
(what if i took a punch for you like i’ve done before?)
Don’t let me bother you
Vermouth, split screen, what you yelling for?
(don’t let me bark and bite at you ‘til your ears are sore)
What if i died for you?
(father figure from the backseat, can’t hit the downbeat)
What if i nailed up my hands to a-
If it smacked you in the face!
(cool if i do?)
Splinter, cut deep
(i’ll let it rip for you)
Pull it out for me
〈outro〉
Bluetooth, your turn
Fuck i hate this song
I lose, you learn
All your wires crossed
Kept your rifle in the closet
It was a walk-in
I saw it every time i walked in
Confused, hard turn
At least we haven’t fought
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