Guy Who Made The Paper Once - Open Chest

Brittle teeth in my sleep
I try to pull them
Piece by piece
My mouth is full
Spitting bits down the drain
Fiendish and friendly
My Freudian brain
Such a shame about my pride
How did it end up in my mouth
Enamel tides
I hate looking at my flaccid dick
Trying to guess which hairs are longer than it
That's derelict
That type of thinking
Would leave me hopeless
Meaningless at night
My trachea's too tight because I stress all the little things
It's only the little things
I can't learn anything new
I've lived my life
I'm dead I'm broken
But daily I don't die
I don't cry
But deep down inside I've decided that's all I can do
One day I'll try something new
I'll open my eyes and leave my shell behind
A toothless tiger in the jungle of my mind
A toothless tiger in the jungle of my mind

Written by:
Justin Ruiz

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