Teeth کے بول

It's in my hair, in my sleep In my hands, in my teeth It's in my chair, it looks like me And when it stands, I take my seat It's in the air that I breathe Understand it's up my sleeve Well, in my hair, it's in my sleep With my hands, in my teeth In my prayer, I don't speak But with my hands and on my knees When I ask, I receive Don't play fair, don't be sweet It's in the air that I breathe Understand it's up my sleeve Well, in my hair, it's in my sleep With my hands, in my teeth