Ezra Furman My Teeth Hurt
I look out from my own eyes like a diver from a mask
I'm deep inside a worldview I know can never last
My teeth hurt, the cause unclear
Pulled out some black material lodged in my inner ear
My teeth hurt, I don't know why
I refuse to call this living life and I refuse to die
I turn the amp up high and my incisors start to scream
The treble's like a root canal, the bass is oral surgery
I turn the music louder as a test of my endurance
I don't believe in Novacaine or have dental insurance
My teeth hurt and I don't care
The ache inside reminds my mind my body's really there
That's right, my teeth hurt, but I don't complain
When pleasure lets you down, you learn to lean into the pain
I look out from my own eyes like a diver from a mask
I don't know how I'm doing lately, f..ck you if you ask
I know my teeth hurt, but I don't seek a cure
I'm not sure I can bite the hand that feeds me anymore
I'm sure my teeth hurt, but again, I don't know why
I brushed and brushed, I must just be a teeth hurt kind of guy
