Lyrics Grind Yr Teeth - Live - The Weeks

Cocaine to thrill ya, women to kill ya
Whiskey's just one more excuse not to drive
I was pulled like a loose tooth
Bad plans that were foolproof
Can't blame the devil til after you die

Tiptoe on tight ropes, cling close to high hopes
Chivalry move at the mercy a'wind
He's a pretty quick thinker, faster drinker
Won't know what hit ya til the storm comes again

Clap your hands loud, grind your teeth up
Show me just what that music means
It's my life blood, it's my family
It's my sweetheart my ev'rything

Keep the girl safer, you'll thank me later
Keep your eyes glued to the door or the bag
Well he ain't for prayin', I ain't complainin'
Some wounds weren't meant to be covered in rags

Clap your hands loud, grind your teeth up
Show me just what that music means
It's my life blood, it's my family
It's my sweetheart, my everything

Cocaine to thrill ya, women to kill ya
Whiskey's just one more excuse not to drive
I was pulled like a loose tooth
Bad plans that were foolproof
Can't blame the devil til after you die

But tonight he's a shitshow screamed out the window
Ain't had much sleep since the world's been in spin
Drink with the sunset sang til he forgets
Band plays that music that'll crawl in your skin

Clap your hands loud, grind your teeth up
Show me just what that music means
It's my life blood, it's my family
it's my sweetheart my everything

He's a quick tongue, he's a lost cause
He's a shipwreck on foreign seas
Scream his heart out on an open stage, they all said he was somebody
They all said he was somebody
They all said he was somebody
They all said he was somebody