Some folks got the patience of the angels
Not me, my heart, well it yearns for vengeance
When I leave their place, I'm gonna leave it smoking
Hearts to be healed and their ribs to be broken
Hearts to be healed and their ribs to be broken
When I leave their place, I'm bound to leave it smoking
Gas to the floor, I see no moving ground
Park brake holds me down
Release and I'm halfway across my town
Eat red lights, chew tram tracks
Stole my morals, I don't need them back
Now they got a stand in a problem museum
Evening is dull, stick a toothpick in their skull when I see them
Don't know, maybe I did not undergo
What I think I did
I've been an idiot
But no one saw a fucking thing that night
I drove away scott free back home that night
I gave my forehead a wipe
And at any rate, I just felt great about it
Shit, petrol is low
Still not as low as that woman expects for me to go
Well I'll go a heck of a lot lower
When this is all done
It'll all be over
Eat red lights, chew tram tracks
Stole my morals, I don't need them back
Now they got a stand in a problem museum
Evening is dull, stick a toothpick in their skull when I see them
Don't know, maybe I did not undergo
What I think I did
I've been an idiot
But no one saw a fucking thing that night
I drove away scott free back home that night
I gave my forehead a wipe
And at any rate, I just felt great about
Strong words softly spoken
Stayed strong with their grins
Each to his own in five miles
And one uppercut to the chin
To the chin
You better watch what you say
You better watch what you say
You shouldn't have crossed me
You shouldn't have crossed me
Don't know, maybe I did not undergo
What I think I did, and I feel bad about
Myself and the eye of the law
Looks upon me like I am flawed
Why?
Because...
About This Song
"Toothpick" is a dark, aggressive track that channels raw anger and a thirst for revenge through visceral imagery and relentless energy. The lyrics paint a picture of someone consumed by rage, rejecting patience and morality in favor of destructive impulses, with the recurring motif of "leaving it smoking" suggesting both literal and metaphorical devastation. Musically, the song likely features Biting Elbows' signature blend of electronic elements with hip-hop beats, creating an intense soundscape that matches the violent imagery of speeding through town and "eating red lights." The track explores themes of moral abandonment and the intoxicating nature of revenge, with the protagonist explicitly rejecting stolen morals because they "don't need them back." This represents Biting Elbows' ability to craft cinematic, adrenaline-fueled music that feels like a soundtrack to urban chaos and internal turmoil.
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