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Woke Up Next to Rows of Teeth

from Cave by Our Sunday Affairs

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youve got yellow fangs and a black inside
eyes like harvest moons on would-be prom nights
youre gonna hunt me down gonna make me feel
youre gonna chew me out til there’s nothing real

try as i might i cant quite jump into an empty grave of mine

let me the lodge the love in you
as petals lick your messy wounds
as snakes coil around the womb
this silly nectar tastes like truth

blue turns black, im gonna bring it back
black blasts back, im gonna break its back

Can you recall what you said?
Can you recall what you learned?
On a monday morning

all of these options were made out clay
and i watched them get shaped passing everyday
let out a laugh and turned the scope on myself
when you said “i run to get away from myself”

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from Cave, released November 18, 2013

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Four piece emo/indie made up of kids who shouldn't have ended up in a four piece emo/indie band but did anyways.

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