Sugar Cube Lyrics

Keep driving, I'll smoke my cigarette and cope

I'm grown, it's cold, I fall asleep to jokes

Go slow on a dark road, My baby's in her see through clothes

Invoking a show for every little piece of gold

New friends, No loose ends

I'll fantasize again

I spend my every waking minute on the prize i'll win

I'm raw and decomposed, but you already know

I've shown myself to be that guy, the one that never shows

Thank god that no one knows

That boy with stunted growth

That boy with stunted growth

That boy with stunted growth

That boy with stunted growth

Reel all my teeth

And put them on your fingertips

It's getting close to midnight

Reel all my teeth

And put them on your fingertips

It's getting close to midnight