Songtexte Bite the Bullet - The LongShots

Talk shit, feel hate
Generation, won't get away
Sad boy, weak-kneed
Try to run, but it's make believe
Dead meat, take a pill
You want to move, but you're standing still
There's a reason why we feel the way we feel

You can't have every little thing you want
Separate the medicated crust from the limbs
And keep your eyes closed shut
Bite the bullet, if it breaks your teeth
Look at yourself, don't look at me

Knocked down, help me up
Give me the answer, Lord above
Telling lies, hold me close
Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
Screaming, something sweet
You never left, won't you wash my feet
There's a reason why we feel the way we feel

You can't have every little thing you want
Separate the medicated crust from the limbs
And keep your eyes closed shut
Bite the bullet, if it breaks your teeth
Take a look at yourself, don't look at me