We are filled with wild woods,
And spitting tangled branches every word we shout,
And I think it's best we cut that out,
Let the trees and bushes settle down.

But doubt is watching us again,
No longer laughing at our faces stained with sun,
I'd like to put him in his place,
So we can put this off another day.

You are the good side of a coin,
I am the disembodied ghost of a better man,
But you only saw me upside down,
If I knew how to I'd turn around.

So we just stare each other straight,
And try and try and try to see the same,
But all that talk just seems to fade,
Into an orange sea of lions manes.

Because I'm tired of you,
Yeah I'm tired of you,
So please stop coming around,
Because every time you do it brings me down.


Lyrics submitted by Lionhaart

False Teeth song meanings
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