Whenever I Sink My Teeth Into You

from by T.C. Folkpunk

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You need to be broken down, no words could be spoken now,
To alleviate all the downs, and corner my run-arounds,
Stop it for Christ's sake, my heart is at stake,
You will never be aware, if you sit and blindly stare, down.

You're perfectly loveable, imperfectly gullible,
Naively believing in the cynical and the grim,
Tie up the loose ends, undo the tight bends,
Think for once or twice or thrice, even if they're only spliced thoughts.

Whenever I sink my teeth into you,
Pay no mind, I'm only trying to do you,
One good turn, in hopes you'll change direction,
And pick up on my affections.

Part of me won't give a damn, the other part's your great fan,
The pendulum swings so far, I never know where you are,
Pass to the right or, wrong out of spite for,
All the things that mix you up, even though you might erupt here.

Whenever I sink my teeth into you,
Pay no mind, I'm only trying to do you,
One good turn, in hopes you'll change direction,
And pick up on my affections.

The real estate of our love, is pushing the price above,
The plain upon which I'd land, to find that it's only sand.
I'll strum your rival, leaving you liable,
To suspect the intricate, simply like an idiot would.

Whenever I sink my teeth into you,
Pay no mind, I'm only trying to do you,
One good turn, in hopes you'll change direction,
And pick up on my affections.

Whenever I sink my teeth into you,
Pay no mind, I'm only trying to do you,
One good turn, in hopes you'll change direction,
And pick up on my affections.
And pick up on my affections.
And pick up on my affections.
And pick up on my affections.
And pick up on my affections.
And pick up on my affections...

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from T​.​C. Folkpunk, released November 28, 2010

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