Pulling Teeth

Bones Shredder

Composición de: Randy Moore
Is your mouth done bleedin' from all the teeth I pulled?
A silver bullet to see inside of your head

Wide eyes, you're keepin' up well
I can't believe in all the stories you tell
All in all, it seems you've fallen over again
And it's up to me to pick you up
Hell-reachin' hands as I thought you'd win
You say you're comin', but you never tell me when
Once again, I've found myself just tryin' again

I'm pullin' teeth, it's a routine
Are the angels inside of your head always wrong?
Are you feelin' like you couldn't go?
I fall asleep, await for a kiss
Are the angels inside of your head gotten home?
Are you feelin' like you couldn't dare to be gone, all alone?

Is your mouth done bleedin' from all the teeth I pulled?
(Is your mouth done bleedin' from all the teeth I pulled?)
A silver bullet to see inside of your head
(A silver bullet to see inside of your head)

But I'm pullin' teeth, it's a routine
Are the angels inside of your head always wrong?
Are you feelin' like you couldn't go?
I fall asleep, await for a kiss
Are the angels inside of your head gotten home?
Are you feelin' like you couldn't be all alone?
All alone
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