the family blood it runs through me this oil in water my family blood it cut through me clear like teeth made of solder my childhood it passed through me smooth like the throat meeting water a dental sighs son we re going to have to take your last good set of teeth someone once said why do you try to speak when you don t have a mouth you could have been fine you could have made it you could licked the lips of god but you chose the pavement just lay there with your mouth wired shut you went too far out on a limb and you fell you know your track record shows that it s full of holes so the next time you try to open your mouth just don t just don t why do you let them count your teeth while you sleep when they will take a few and parade them around like they know you i want to be able to stick my fist in your mouth and feel all thirty two you look so beautiful with a full set of teeth and a great mouth to chew i know i lose track of you sometimes i lose track of myself sometimes i lose track of my grammar sometimes dot dot comma dot you know i try things six times one is for every shot how many triggers do we got left in the chamber what s to remember lost family lost friends loose ends untied the years loop themselves and run over and over again you need to buy a piece of this land now boy it s running out quick i d take this i guess over the other one the sun sets on the things that i should have done they acted too quick some things need to remain still it s that you shouldn t you couldn t it could weigh down your eyes as all these walls start to sing you know you shouldn t you couldn t and then the gums start to bleed don t drink from this fountain you re liable to drown and i might ask this once or twice what is this this my gaping mound of wires my flapping speaker box human connection of disconnection why exist why take the risk another day brings you closer to your last hour