Shoe - Pottymouth lyrics
[Shoe - Pottymouth lyrics]
Slide down look at yourself now
You’re such a little angel
Watching your hair grow
She asks me if I’m tired i open the door and
She smiles when she sees me who knows why?
Gas mask take off your clothes first
You’re steaming up the windows
Open the door for you’ll never feel the same
And look at her painful
Those flashes in the moonlight
It’s too bright
We’re all tired from sitting around
Look like you’re high and speaking aloud
It’s not working, It’s just not turning
My mouth’s in the ground
Dirt mouth look at my poor couch
She’s got her little army
Coming to your house
You said you’d never wind it up
You wind it up wind it up
You wind it up
We’re all tired from sitting around
Look like you’re high, and speaking aloud
It’s not working, It’s just not hurting
My mouth’s in the ground
We’re all tired from sitting around
She looks up at me and I dig for the ground
It’s not funny the life that you wanted
How do I let you down? I got to the door and
She’s nearing the stairs
One hand on the handle one hand in my hair
But it’s not working, it's just not turning
I know that she’s dead
You’re such a little angel
Watching your hair grow
She asks me if I’m tired i open the door and
She smiles when she sees me who knows why?
Gas mask take off your clothes first
You’re steaming up the windows
Open the door for you’ll never feel the same
And look at her painful
Those flashes in the moonlight
It’s too bright
We’re all tired from sitting around
Look like you’re high and speaking aloud
It’s not working, It’s just not turning
My mouth’s in the ground
Dirt mouth look at my poor couch
She’s got her little army
Coming to your house
You said you’d never wind it up
You wind it up wind it up
You wind it up
We’re all tired from sitting around
Look like you’re high, and speaking aloud
It’s not working, It’s just not hurting
My mouth’s in the ground
We’re all tired from sitting around
She looks up at me and I dig for the ground
It’s not funny the life that you wanted
How do I let you down? I got to the door and
She’s nearing the stairs
One hand on the handle one hand in my hair
But it’s not working, it's just not turning
I know that she’s dead