Slow Small Hits

Break your teeth on The pattern hasn't changed for you Or anyone Take slow small hits It's probably Better if We Stay off off The surface for awhile More stolen thoughts I can't trace the static In the analog Have we come back I'll Believe in anything That you will end up telling me I wanna be dead with all my friends Atleast I knew how that'll end For me we're pulling out my teeth Is there something you don't want to keep Pull every ounce It turned to gas Then liquid i keep choking down With slow small hits I'll believe in anything That you will end up telling me I wanna be dead with all my friends Atleast I knew how that'll end For me we're pulling out my teeth Is there something you don't want to keep I don't wanna keep you down on the floor I don't wanna lead you back here begging for more I don't wanna leave you down on the floor I don't wanna lead you back here begging me for more