Comadre - Are You Guys Telling Jokes? I Like Jokes [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

So what if your teeth hold a grudge
So what if your grinning means nothing
I bit my own hand clearly right off
I can't keep my mouth busy, I can't back up my spit

The cursed, no one can change us
The spells, no one can take us
I'm tired of your breaking downs
Keep us away from your maybes and your killing downs

The heavies hearts can keep from breaking down
Churning, grinding itself into slumber
A plague on both your plans
But it's too bad that the prettiest smiles can taste so awful