well oh well oh well

Sellin'
And it’s flax or all fleece
Rounded
Paint the walls, pull the teeth
Well oh well oh well
I’ve seen evil things I’ll never tell
And they’re laughing
While they’re pointing at me
Drowning
I know they don’t fuck with me
Well oh well oh well
I hear pretty things I tell myself
Big dog barkin' on the sidewalk
Gotta leaky nose from the pep talk
Open my head, grab a can out
Click clack clink kick it down the sidewalk
I can read you like a book, paint a new cover
And the heart cooks brain but it do numbers
Pray a bright star last past the thrown embers
And the night chase day like we burn rubber
Sellin'
And it’s flax or all fleece
Rounded
Paint the walls, pull the teeth
Well oh well oh well
I’ve seen evil things I’ll never tell
And they’re laughing
While they’re pointing at me
Drowning
I know they don’t fuck with me
Well oh well oh well
I hear pretty things I tell myself
Well oh well oh well
I hear pretty things I tell myself
Well oh well oh well
I hear pretty things I tell myself