The Falcon - Black Teeth | Текст песни

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• The Falcon
• Black Teeth

Black teeth. Black teeth. Black teeth. Black teeth.
Big dicks, dead hearts, small minds, dead guards,
Lupine moon cries, that fat kid dies.
Black teeth, black souls, black heart, stretched holes
Press hard release. Black teeth.
Black teeth.
In stalls
In fields.
In dreams, on reels
Big loads in beards
Black teeth. Crowd cheers
Black socks. Bad food. Blackouts. Attitude.
Black boys unleashed
Black mo
Fuckin teeth

When we all fall out, the crowd will be shouting
When we all fall out, the blood will be pounding
When we all fall out, you'll be crying about it.
What you crying about?

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