My Left Tooth
my left tooth is
communing with the dead
its sending me mixed messages
in my head
that I may already be dead
so I wiggle it around
and spit it to the ficken ground
and yell out, to say
yea! that's what the hell you get
play-en around in my messed-up head
that's what you expected, anyway
so spit your left tooth out
when its dangling from the left side of your head
hook:
so, whats the deal
so, whats the new game
you don't handcuff
me the same
so you do, want to play
hook and bait
or caught and jail
you just want-a try and send
a gurl to hell
but I don't want-a
play that way
well! I got your message
and, I could smell that most
funky ghost
it was dancing in the foul morning air
yea! it made me ill
and yea, it made
my, hold body sick
and if, I had one wish
I'd wish your evil butt away
and try and survive anther (another) day
your so dirty
and that was
so low down
now I see that how
the man really gets down
hook:
so, whats the deal
so, whats the new game
you don't handcuff
me the same
so you do, want to play
hook and bait
or caught and jail
you just want-a try and send
a gurl to hell
but I don't want-a
play that way
aka: lyricvixen
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2017
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