Cut Your Teeth - The Flatliners

It seems I’ve become a ghost

When familiar faces start to fade

I’ll slash these tires and walk away

And I’ll call, on the next day off

Watch how long I can hold my breath for

Look how blue how my face is, smile, shrug it off

Cut your teeth with good intentions

Your mouth will bleed, believe me, yeah!

And I’m hanging out in your street

And I wouldn’t be surprised

If they changed its name

If you moved away from here

Remember when I was around

Remember when things weren’t on a ticking clock

And we couldn’t sit up and cry for me

And I’ll call, on the next day off

Oh how I learned to hold my breath with your

Heavy heart, and our pounding chest

How long can you hold your breath?

Look how blue my face is, smile, shrug it off

Cut yourself with good intentions

Everything will bleed, practically

And I’ll set the room on fire if you don’t

Get up off your knees

Get up, get up please

Cut your teeth with good intentions

Your mouth will bleed

Believe me, believe me, believe me, believe me