Pottymouth - Shoe

Slide down

Look at yourself now

You’re such a little angel

Watching your hair grow

She asks me if I’m tired

I open the door and

She smiles when she sees me

Who knows why?

Gas mask

Take off your clothes first

You’re steaming up the windows

Open the door for

You’ll never feel the same

And look at her painful

Those flashes in the moonlight

It’s too bright

We’re all tired from sitting around

Look like you’re high and speaking aloud

It’s not working, It’s just not turning

My mouth’s in the ground

Dirt mouth

Look at my poor couch

She’s got her little army

Coming to your house

You said you’d never wind it up

You wind it up

Wind it up

You wind it up

We’re all tired from sitting around

Look like you’re high, and speaking aloud

It’s not working, It’s just not hurting

My mouth’s in the ground

We’re all tired from sitting around

She looks up at me

And I dig for the ground

It’s not funny

The life that you wanted

How do I let you down?

I got to the door and she’s nearing the stairs

One hand on the handle one hand in my hair

But it’s not working, its just not turning

I know that she’s dead