Tasteofink - Teeth

Calling me a fag to my face
Claiming you’re a man when you clench your teeth
Misanthropy
Lacking common courtesy
A dog whistle, the sigil is hung
Fighting for your wrongs so a neck gets wrung
Tearing me apart
Down to every surgery scar

I don’t know when it ever gives
All the makeup, just to make appearances
I’ll never open the door for the wolves to come in
I’d rather my walls collapse with the ceiling

Shut the fuck up
With all the dialogue
And sink into the abyss
Stop talking to me, asking why I even еxist

I don’t know when it ever givеs
All the makeup, just to make appearances
I’ll never open the door for the wolves to come in
I’d rather my walls collapse with the ceiling

It hurts being comfortable with myself
So I’ll correct every mistake
Whatever it takes
It always takes