Released on May 3, 2025

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[Verse 1]

Stomp the rain, into the floor

That's what I get for not closing the back door

Eye lashes, on your cheek, pick 'em up, tell you good luck baby


[Chorus]

Crack it open

Can you break me down

What kind of fantasy

Do you see between those cracks in my teeth

Death of a love song

Its a trap till the chord gets cut

What kind of fantasy

Do you see between those cracks in my teeth


[Verse 2]

Salt water in the wound

Is every childish trembling part of you

So I

Press my knees to the floor

And walk to the chapel next to the convenience store


[Chorus]

Crack it open

Can you break me down

What kind of fantasy

Do you see between those cracks in my teeth

Death of a love song

It's a trap til the chord gеts cut

What kind of fantasy

Do you see between those cracks in my teeth


[Bridge]

Do I really look likе my mom

Or is that just something you say to flatter me and

Drag me along make me a martyr

I'm not a girl I'm my mothers daughter and

If I tried to leave with some grace

You'd tell me I'm not a dancer anyway

So you


[Chorus]

Crack it open

Can you break me down

What kind of fantasy

Do you see between those cracks in my teeth

Death of a love song

It's a trap til the chord gets cut

What kind of fantasy

Do you see between those cracks in my teeth