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letra de sweet tooth - volcano!

once in a while, it’s like i’m back at the corner store
9 years old, and a mouthful of glassy sugar
which cut my tongue, showed the blood to all my friends
it tasted so good, chewed holes through my mouth
holes through my mouth

nowadays, nowadays, nowadays
i know better than to eat their filth
i’m a whole new man
o a wholesome organic local vegan diet
last year i met a 40 year old man named ramon in a bar
and i did cocaine with him in the bathroom of that bar
i cut my nose, got a bl–dy nose
i’m tellin’ all my friends, tellin’ all my friends

edge of the train platform, cursing the [?] down my sh-t phone
casually inchеs from death
i heard coke’s pulling somе sh-t in colombia
and diet coke’s got cancer causing aspartame
think i’m gonna switch to coke zero, coke zero
casually inches from death
my body, my temple, my love stable and pure
my house sterile with bleach and my people
spread our vision through the world
spread spread spread like cells through my body
my body, my temple, my love stable and pure
my house sterile with bleach and my people
spread our vision through the world
spread spread spread like cells through my body
my body, my temple, my love stable and pure
my house sterile with bleach and my people
spread our vision through the world
spread spread spread like cells through my body

check out the phone, check out the phone i have
it’s a congolese corpse
the white noise from my network washes out all the sounds of a civil war (civil war)
but i’m tryin’ so hard baby
i cut back on my k!lls
but sometimes let the horse bones slip back into my sugar pills
i could draw lines in the sand but the tide washes high in the full moon
where you hide your corpses?
in your car? in your lunch? at your job? in your shoes? ’cause

i know everybody’s got a sweet tooth
i know everybody’s got a sweet tooth
once in a while, i see i’m back at the corner store
browsin’ the aisles of delicious filth
swishin’ the sugary blood round my mouth
a willingly ignorant bliss
i’m a part of a whole, that’s no better than this
silly boy don’t be so serious
don’t be such a such a such a grumpalumpalumpalump
you’ll drive yourself into the looney bin
and don’t let that ‘stache grow che guevarra bushy
i’ll trim it in your sleep, make it john waters thin
’cause if you think that consumption is the plague
you better get a vaccination
smoke the summer cigarettes
and eat sour patch kids

’cause even your soy shield’s got blood on it
and some of those corpses that you champion
would reanimate like zombies on halloween
and to the sound of a vincent price monster poem
savor your sugary blood

- volcano

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