Take these teeth
All they do is f*cking cause me grief
They ain't working for me I can't even think
When the lights go on
I grip this chair I don't feel so strong
Anything could happen it could all go wrong
All those wasted nights
All the times when I lost the fights
Are right before my f*cking eyes in print
The figure on this f*cking page
Has wiped the smile right off my face
Eight hundred pounds is a lot to pay when you're skint
Take these teeth
Just for a second I need some f*cking relief
They're keeping me awake and I can't sleep
Can you drain the blood
I've swallowed so much I think I want to throw up
Can't you see that I've had enough
Can you drain the blood from my f*cking mouth
I Promise This Wont Hurt Video (MV)
Performed By: Gallows
Written by: CHRISTOPHER FRANK CARTER, LAURENT BENJAMIN BARNARD, LEE PHILLIP BARRATT, STUART LESLIE GILI-ROSS
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Take these teeth
All they do is f*cking cause me grief
They ain't working for me I can't even think
When the lights go on
I grip this chair I don't feel so strong
Anything could happen it could all go wrong
All those wasted nights
All the times when I lost the fights
Are right before my f*cking eyes in print
The figure on this f*cking page
Has wiped the smile right off my face
Eight hundred pounds is a lot to pay when you're skint
Take these teeth
Just for a second I need some f*cking relief
They're keeping me awake and I can't sleep
Can you drain the blood
I've swallowed so much I think I want to throw up
Can't you see that I've had enough
Can you drain the blood from my f*cking mouth
All they do is f*cking cause me grief
They ain't working for me I can't even think
When the lights go on
I grip this chair I don't feel so strong
Anything could happen it could all go wrong
All those wasted nights
All the times when I lost the fights
Are right before my f*cking eyes in print
The figure on this f*cking page
Has wiped the smile right off my face
Eight hundred pounds is a lot to pay when you're skint
Take these teeth
Just for a second I need some f*cking relief
They're keeping me awake and I can't sleep
Can you drain the blood
I've swallowed so much I think I want to throw up
Can't you see that I've had enough
Can you drain the blood from my f*cking mouth
Writer: CHRISTOPHER FRANK CARTER, LAURENT BENJAMIN BARNARD, LEE PHILLIP BARRATT, STUART LESLIE GILI-ROSS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.