A Beekeeper´s Teeth

I'm between the unwell and the losers
One more coffee and I'll know where I'll fall
'Cause I fell anywhere, and there was no gun
But there was a buzz, begging me to run

What about these teeth?
Make me fall asleep tomorrow
'Cause I fell anywhere, and there was no gun

The moralist said
We are frail as a primrose
And the epidemic is our pig house
'Cause I fell anywhere, and there was no gun
But there was a buzz, begging me to run

What about these teeth?
Make me fall asleep tomorrow
'Cause I fell anywhere, and there was no gun
'Cause I fell anywhere