Letra de Hot Gum - SOFIA ISELLA

I hold soft flames on my tongue

And chew on them like chewing gum

They burn the roof of my mouth

But I won't spit it out loud right now

There's an inferno in your mouth

I can tell by the way you smile like it burns

You press your lips together, like you're kissing yourself

To stop me from learning

He's a keeper, he's a believer

He's on the ground, on his knees in a theater

And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are

But he fell in love with a fever

"I could never leave her, I could never keep her!"

That's what he says to the neighborhood preacher

And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are

But I fell in love with the fever, and I

I watch us burn and fall, the heat is ten feet tall

The potential is bench pressing us into the wall

And the flick of flames weaving through my teeth

If the hot gum were to slip out, where would we be?

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

(Part two)

Your teeth wanna tattle and confess to me

Your molars are complaining, I can hear them weep

Sucking on fire while you’re a liar that says they feel nothing

Your hand is watching mine like an L.A. hawk

My hand is well aware that it’s being stalked

Wincing a smile while I’m chewing on the flame

‘Cause I’ve never been one to ruin a game

He's a keeper, he's a believer

He's on the ground, on his knees in a theater

And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are

But he fell in love with a fever

"I could never leave her, I could never keep her!"

That's what he says to the neighborhood preacher

And he put us in a car, I don't know where we are

But I fell in love with the fever, and I

I watch us burn and fall, the heat is ten feet tall

The potential is bench pressing us into the wall

And the flick of flames weaving through my teeth

If the hot gum were to slip out, where would we be?

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah

Your teeth are on fire, do you notice? No

Your mouth is burning, do you notice? No

Your hair burns, my hair burns

Your skin burns, my skin burns

Do you feel anything? No

Do you feel anything? No

If I tell you what I’m thinking promise, you won’t tell yourself

If you tell me what you’re thinking, I swear I won’t tell myself

He’s on the ground, he’s on his knees, he’s a believer

He’s on the ground, he didn’t listen to the preacher

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