I used to be afraid of everyone
Paint the bedroom black to be unseen
You knelt down in your dungarees
You handed me a sponge
You showed me what it was
To be clean
I asked if I
Could supper in the yard
Scar my guilty belly, unwashed face
When we got out of the hospital
You and I hunched in you ancient car
Squinted at the dashboard real hard
To hear the bass
It was one thing
To be angry all the time
Something else entirely
To be free
I was riled up
In the parking lot
Everyone smiled with their yellow teeth
Everyone looked like [?]
All that greasy hair
Yellow Teeth was written by Jake Ewald.
Slaughter Beach, Dog released Yellow Teeth on Tue Mar 31 2020.