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Psychic Graveyard - Weapon Lyrics



Psychic Graveyard - Weapon Lyrics




I find a set of teeth in my house
They are cleaner than my teeth
I use them to build a new mouth
Now I speak every language
Now I speak to the dead

I find a pair of hands in my kitchen
They are stronger than my hands
I cut-off the ones that failed me
Soon, I'll be a weapon
Soon, I'll be hunting you

Everything I find, I will use, to replace myself
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I find a set of teeth in my house
They are cleaner than my teeth
I use them to build a new mouth
Now I speak every language
Now I speak to the dead

I find a pair of hands in my kitchen
They are stronger than my hands
I cut-off the ones that failed me
Soon, I'll be a weapon
Soon, I'll be hunting you

Everything I find, I will use, to replace myself
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Writer: Charles Ovet Crawford, Eric Paul, Nathan Joyner, Paul Vieira
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC




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