I Brush My Teeth With Chaos
I brush my teeth with chaos
In this world I think you have to
In your eyes I'm a madman
My rhetoric is dynamite
the fuze I light is dental floss
I'm dramatic baby
In this world I think you have to be
I'm a ghost, a thought, a silent click
floating on the edge of tangable
You smile
to hide your fear
but your teeth are tarnished black
have some of my toothpaste
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