Morning Grit lyrics

Morning light burns me

through a crack in my window

Wipe that grit caught in my eye



I look in the mirror,

see a face staring back at me

Pop in my eyeballs for size



I`m running like a fan on high,

please help me find my low



Walking backwards

I smile and I see my teeth

They should be gleaming, but they`re not



Squeeze the tube

Trying to find salvation

A handful of paste is what I got
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