Overbite

The teeth fall from the gum Soft like a starting gun Dreams drain the blood from cheek Thunder clowns boom, can you hear it? Post-party depression Sweet like a passion fruit Couched in your overbite My tongue flicks like dynamite Slumber party with the underwhelmists The reason is the rhyme Under some thumb Dumb in the summertime Go small and go home There's no competition The skin peels from off the fruit I've bit and I've been bitten I've bitten off more than I can choose Slumber party with a flame I'll extinguish The wind it whips my eyes I am up so high Dumb in the summer time