Upcoming Concerts for Fog
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fog
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Broder
Composer
Lyrics
Hitting a wall blood in the mouth (coffee violence), some days it's like it's flattened.
Picking of teeth with toenails, eyeballs locked into position.
I want to take a nap, i want to watch tv.
I want to sit and stare and stare and stare and think of elsewhere.
Hitting a wall some days it's like it's flattened.
Picking your teeth with toenails, eyeballs locked into position.
Writer(s): Andrew Broder
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