I don't know any instruments, i don't read music, i don't know how to write songs, and so i wrote this song:
Inspirations: The Velvet Underground, The Beatles, The Doors, Bob Dylan
Miss Misery
by
Clean Teeth
well i'm looking at miss misery
and well she just don't know my name
But we have met before
i knew her long before this game
We used to be acquaintances
like friends of the night
She'd come over and sleep with me
Tell me everything was alright
But i never knew her name
didn't care much to ask
The job she was doin' me
Was to unlock me from past
Miss misery was always there
she never charged no fee
She could tell i needed her
so she let me lean for free
She never asked no questions
She would only ever stay the night
and when the morning broke
no doubt she'd be out of sight
i had a hold on her
and i don't really know why
but i have since lost her
or so i thought, until tonight
and so i'm looking at miss misery
for what i hope to be the very last time
and she's starring back at me
i see the devil in her eyes
She ain't no friend of mine
yeah, she ain't no friend of mine
And so i'm walking out the door
and i still don't know her name
she knows the whole story
and boy that feels so strange
i'll see her when i see her
whenever that may be
i got to nip it in the bud
i got to be set free
i got to be free
from miss misery