Teeth

Teeth - Postcard Boy/Garrett Seamans

Composed by：Garrett Seamans

Produced by：Garrett Seamans

To feel you

To feel you

To feel you

To feel you

To

To

Bullet-proof foolproof motto

Bodysuit ironed armor

If I'm not good then I'm dying

All that we do is a mind game

When you gonna next see my face

Every single day's like a wild race

Till I break the finish line

Seeing you's like the very first time

I know that sometimes I can come off as

Too easy-going

But getting used to you

Is not an option

And it's never crossed the feeling that I get

Fingertips tracing your skin

Up around the block with my soccer cleats

Thinking bout being a pro

You had moved in down a couple streets

But you and I didn't know

Isn't that amazing

You and I collided

Wasn't that you in the grass in the field

You've been around so long

Isn't that amazing

You and I collided

Honest it's a lot more surprising to me

That it had took so long

Honest it's a lot more surprising to me

That it had took so long

How can I wait that long

Honest it's a lot more surprising to me

That it had took so long

How can I wait that long

How can I wait that long

I wanna see you now

I wanna see you now

I wanna see you now

I wanna see you today

I know that sometimes

I can come off as too easy-going

But getting used to you

Is not an option

And it's never crossed the feeling that I get

Fingertips tracing your skin

And the credits roll

And the credits roll

And the credits roll in

And we're laying here

And we're laying here

And we're laying again

And the credits roll

And the credits roll