| | The Teeth Collector Lyrics Artist(Band):Pretty Girls Make Graves
i'm dotting "i's" and crossing "t's" like a ghost you were the gardener that snuck in and planted seed decay your words acidic taste i'm unfolding little scraps of paper but i'll pluck you like a dead bug from my feet no more voices on the radio no more waiting by the telephone arrows aim to crack rib cages but your venom's weak in my blood your poison scabs, coagulated your hardest try is never enough decay your words acidic taste i'm unfolding little scraps of paper but i'll pluck you like a dead bug from my feet the tooth is rotten, yank it out your words are cancer in my mouth this captain's ship is going down If you find some error in The Teeth Collector Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song The Teeth Collector The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Pretty Girls Make Graves" Music | |
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