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Take these teeth All they do is fucking 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 fucking eyes in print The figure on this fucking 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 fucking 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 fucking mouth From Letras Mania