Sellin’ And it’s flax or all fleece Rounded Paint the walls, pull the teeth Well oh well oh well I’ve seen evil things I’ll never tell
And they’re laughing While they’re pointing at me Drowning I know they don’t fuck with me Well oh well oh well I hear pretty things I tell myself
Big dog barkin’ on the sidewalk Gotta leaky nose from the pep talk Open my head, grab a can out Click clack clink kick it down the sidewalk
I can read you like a book, paint a new cover And the heart cooks brain but it do numbers Pray a bright star last past the thrown embers And the night chase day like we burn rubber
Sellin’ And it’s flax or all fleece Rounded Paint the walls, pull the teeth Well oh well oh well I’ve seen evil things I’ll never tell
And they’re laughing While they’re pointing at me Drowning I know they don’t fuck with me Well oh well oh well I hear pretty things I tell myself
Well oh well oh well I hear pretty things I tell myself
Well oh well oh well I hear pretty things I tell myself