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~Lyrics~ Relax This will only take a moment You don’t own your smile You’re just renting it I shaped it I named it It’s already mine Sit still, let me appraise Every curve I carved with care Symmetry is not a gift It’s something earned, repaired You call them teeth, I call them work A gallery behind your lips Every flaw is sacrilege Every chip a lapse in discipline I know what should stay I know what should go Your mouth is a project You don’t control Your smile is my design Every line is drawn by me Perfect form, adjusted worth Curated anatomy You wear my reputation Every grin advertises art You think it’s yours by accident I’ve owned it from the start Open wider, don’t resist Let me count my investments Healthy is a moving target Perfection needs adjustments Coverage ends where craft begins Insurance doesn’t value taste If beauty fails to meet my standard Then beauty has been misplaced You call it optional You call it extreme I call it correcting A compromised dream Your smile is my design Polished proof of practiced hands Bone and enamel, debt and grace Aligned to my demands Not vanity, it’s authorship Not greed, it’s quality You’re living in a borrowed grin Licensed property Neglect is such an ugly crime Carelessness offends my eye If you won’t guard what I designed Then I’ll collect what you deny I don’t just fix I repossess What’s mistreated, flawed, or worn Every careless, stained mistake Becomes a lesson carved in bone You think this ends at the clinic You think locks and doors apply But my work follows you home And my standards never die Your smile is my design Every flaw invites my hand If you won’t keep my work pristine I’ll take it back as planned You’ll wake to perfect emptiness A curated, silent grin And wonder which of your ivory Now rattles in my tin I wait until your breathing slows A gentle hiss, a drifting mind You fall asleep in borrowed dark And leave your best work behind Late-night house calls, silent halls A plastic bag, a muffled cry You wake up reaching for your mouth And feel what’s missing, then you cry But don’t worry… Teeth were never essential health care anyway.