Everything feels good, nothing can stop me
Every nerve pumping hard through me
Every thought rushes at full speed
This false smile grates through baby teeth
(I'm a teethgrinder) teethgrinder
(in my sleep I grind my teeth)
(I'm a teethgrinder) teethgrinder
(in my sleep I grind my teeth)
Think to win and I'm up on it
I can't lose, I've got nothing to
Try me now, I'll try anything
This is me, this is what I feel
(I'm a teethgrinder) teethgrinder
(in my sleep I grind my teeth)
(I'm a teethgrinder) teethgrinder
(in my sleep I grind my teeth)
Losing his mind, he feels it going
Losing his mind
Losing his mind, he feels it going
Losing his mind
Losing his mind
(I'm a teethgrinder) teethgrinder
(in my sleep I grind my teeth)
(I'm a teethgrinder) teethgrinder
(in my sleep I grind my teeth)
(I'm a teethgrinder, in my sleep I grind my teeth)
Writer(s): Fyfe Ewing, Michael Robert Mckeegan, Andrew Cairns
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