"Chompin' At The Bit" lyrics

"Chompin' At The Bit"

One wandering eye has been pulled
Saving face, dig too much
That fish in a bowl has lost touch
Relayed, bound by its own
Trauma stems from a cold dead grasp
To feel it gripping from death
Prominent motivator
Poised to be no later

It's just in time

Caution! It's concerning
Chompin' at the bit now
Trust in the intention
Chompin' at the bit now
Sharpen the intention
Chompin' at the bit now

Caught on the far side
They don't go by any means
Exaggerated!
Crowded the shallow sea
Just an imposter
Don't become the parody

Become the snake in the grass
Not a relic of what's past
Unspoiled dose of what's yet to come, yet to come
Gripping clout from a cold dead grasp
It's slipping, absent
Prominent motivator
Poised to be no later

It's just in time

Caution! It's concerning
Chompin' at the bit now
Trust in the intention
Chompin' at the bit now
Sharpen the intention
Chompin' at the bit now
Sharpen the intention
Chompin' at the bit now
Caution! It's concerning
Chompin' at the bit now

Hypothetical
But you never know
Hypothetical
But you never know


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