The Clay People - Teeth To Grind lyrics

Eyes cry murder Murdering me Intense moving What lies The crime Bad karma Stab Another body on a dead slab Tears for to cry Smell of the flame Cigarette left by me Tears for to cry Left by the pound Of the beating Moon's might shines Cloud silhouette Across the trees Making it so hard Restrained by mental block For a time Anguish cry Belting, biting Teeth to grind A taste just a touch away Test to be To kick, to breathe Tightened, nailed down No light to the face So down, down Into the hole to find An escape to say I must just get away