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letra de tooth - muddy summers and the dirty field whores

[spoken]
tooth, shaker

[verse 1]
that tooth didn’t grow, didn’t grow on its own
and it never did favour the flavour of fables
or the taste of the haste, the haste in a war-zone
and there’s nothing as boring as gnawing through cables
for conditional string is the thing it despises
wobbles are mostly just meant to dent milk t–th
it bites at the long, drawn-out song of surprises
though still looks for lips that don’t rip it for grief

[chorus]
but it knows how to smell farewell
still sometimes with a glimpse of a spark
and onward, it grows longer
sitting quietly (shh)
in the dark

[verse 2]
that face didn’t trace, didn’t trace its own lines
and it never did favour the labour of pain
but its smiles stretch for miles, miles more than mine
and the rain and the sun had their fun all the same
conditional love makes for rough glowing cheeks
from moisture that dries as it tries to break skin
while mopping the head that grates on the weak
and hops in the creek to show dreams aren’t like sin

[chorus]
but it knows how to smell farewell
still sometimes with a smile
and onward, it grows wizened and wiser
sitting quietly (shh)
for a while

[verse 3]
those eyes never disguise the truth
they always saw past the farce of a sky pie
and the look of a book, a book that is ink-proof
the incision of vision bleeds its own price
conditional blighters find darker paths
where torches are what might be best unseen
but those eyes are ours to move a thousand miles
now only glows to the shoals that have been

[chorus]
but they know how to smell farewell
still sometimes with a glance
and onward, they grow tired but brighter
sitting for a while, in silence
sitting for a while, in silence

- muddy summers and the dirty field whores

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