Acid Tooth

Born anew every morning

Coffee in the cup

Questions with no answers

Plastic in the gut

And you'll worry yourself into mistrust

But oh givin' it all up

And oh givin' it all up

Acid tooth, by the evening

I have turned on me

And 'round it will go

Ever so slow

But oh lettin' it all go

And oh lettin' it all go

Trains of thought like tickin' clocks

And wicked dreams that I forgot

Cry out to the numbers to make it stop

And I wish that I could turn it off

I wish that I could turn it off