Bite Down - Gold Class

Bite Down Lyrics

If you can't take a chance there's no point talking about it
The work that makes you sweat is the work you like the most
The way you hold yourself, it's like your praying for an execution
You cling to your graces
You're too polite to take controlBite DownSheepish is the face you use to greet the body
I am a lonely boy when im walking with your ghost
What you're doing with me
What you're doing with me is beyond my fascination
What you're doing with me is all I've ever tried to protect my body from
Bite Down
Bite DownIf your heart isn't in it
Make it taste good
Need your teeth at the ready
That's the rub, sonIf your heart isn't in it
Make it taste good
Need your teeth at the ready
That's the rub, sonMake it taste good
Make it taste good

Make it taste goodIf your heart isn't in it
Make it taste good
Need your teeth at the ready
That's the rub, son
If your heart isn't in it
Make it taste good
Need your teeth at the ready
That's the rub, sonBite Down
Bite Down
Bite Down
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