Spittin’ Chiclets Lyrics – A Will Away

Spittin’ Chiclets Lyrics by A Will Away

Counting hours on an old egg timer
Spittin’ chiclets into open hand
Reflection in a broken slider
You accept

You’re a mess
You’re a wreck
You’re a walking long-distance plan
Pretty penny for a vinyl sider

Sippin’ whippets out of whipped cream cans
Feeding skittles to a hungry spider
You’re upset
You regret

You reflect
Then, you start in on an exit plan
Who rang my bell?
I’m paranoid

And there’s a car that I don’t recognize
It’s cold as hell
I’ll need a sweater if I’m going outside
Captivated by a distant siren

Hеy dog could you hide the bone?
Hеar them climbing up the outside staircase
We’ll act like there’s no one home
Who rang my bell?

I’m paranoid
And there’s a car that I don’t recognize
It’s cold as hell
I’ll need a sweater if I’m going outside

I’ll need a sweater if I’m going outside
I’ll need a sweater
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A Will Away Lyrics – Spittin’ Chiclets

A Will Away

Spittin’ Chiclets