| Bite marks, baby, out of control
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| You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul
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| Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind
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| You know you really chewed me up this time
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| You like it rough, down in the mud
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| Your idea of fun is drawin' blood
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| You tear the meat from the heart of a thing
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| Until there’s nothing worth remembering
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| Bite marks, baby, out of control
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| You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul
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| Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind
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| You know you really chewed me up this time
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| Don’t need no teeth to eat my beef
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| I’m tenderhearted, ain’t no Lee Van Cleef
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| You bit my tires and it blew my mind
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| Now I can’t even roll down the line
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| Bite marks, baby, out of control
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| You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul
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| Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind
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| You know you really chewed me up this time
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| You go right for the jugular vein
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| Bared incisors and your eyes are insane
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| I have to handle you with chain maille gloves
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| There is no name for your kind of love
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| Bite marks, baby, out of control
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| You sink 'em in and take a chunk of my soul
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| Bite marks, baby, up and down my mind
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| You know you really chewed me up this time |