From the recording The Basis of Culture Demos
Teeth and Claws is a three-way conversation between a man, his ex-lover, and his encouraging friend.
Lyrics
Pick that scab again, take one more drag again, find yourself right back where you been
You make it visible, you're recreationally miserable, take another part even when you win
You bring your canine teeth whenever you bother to meet me, cross your fingers and bring the heat
Your bloody jaws around my throat, you know you really get my goat, I know this bite too well
Drink the natron from my breasts, go on and drink it 'til you're dry
My rotten body on your lap corrupts the light behind your eyes
Stick another broken landing, tuck and roll my friend
Let the poison take this life, you'll live to die again
Give you my blood to drink, each kiss another inch I sink, your lips drag me to hell
And if you're going to kill me, why don't you finish the job, I put my heart in your claws
Drink the natron from my breasts, go on and drink it 'til you're dry
My rotten body on your lap corrupts the light behind your eyes
Stick another broken landing, tuck and roll my friend
Let the poison take this life, you'll live to die again
