Benzocaine

Oh benzocaine I think it's a crime
That when you look in your baby's eyes 
You won't see mine, you won't mine The memories will stain
The pain will start to fain
Boredom creeps in jade
With good old benzocaine Oh benzocaine Chalk white
Gob shite
Bleeding gums
I thought that benzocaine was supposed to numb Supposed to numb
Supposed to numb
Supposed to numb Oh benzocaine