Bruxist Grin

First, your heart pounds in the dark
In the morning, your mouth full of dust
Tried to reason, but your jaw knows where you are
Trying to get settled on the grid
A beautiful view and your stomach is in your throat
Trouble, trouble either way
But you don't want to find some way to stay with you

The moment I panic you replace
The reason I can't help being switched

There's trouble, trouble either way
What you don't want can find some way to stay

There's trouble, trouble either way
What you don't want can find some way to stay with you