Bite the Bullet - Vi Seconds

This is the story about the knight and the dragon. The dragon He bite me (whoa lord) The dragon (You know that) He bite me Funky funky funky funky dragon Keep on messin' my thing around Got to get him Got to get him I once was a knight at the round table Go Go Go Go Go He bite me The dragon He bite me The dragon He bite me I once was a knight at the round table Go Go Go He bite me Got to get him Got to get him Got to get him Every time I go out and try to save the fair maiden in distress, that old dragon always comes around roaring and carrying on and always trying to bite me, just like this... Always trying to bite me, I ... I can't keep going for that

Look down at the body You may see no trace of wounds But in the eye, the eye of the beholder One cannot assume Not a drop of blood is drawn But you know how it bleeds Beware of the sharp-edged weapon Called human being It is a shield of passion And strong will From this, I am the victor Instead of the kill I will not feed your hunger instead I bite the pain Looking not back but forward I bite down Try to cover up the trail of deceit And daggers spawned from your soul Acid, the tears of remorse flow in vain Too late for regrets, save it For the next ill-fated game It is a shield of passion And strong will From this, I am the victor Instead of the kill I will not feed your hunger instead I bite the pain Looking not back but forward I bite down

She, she used to live near his brother Now she's an unmarried mother With another on the way He's second rate Twisted out of shape And God, he looks a state It costs so much to look so rough They go to town They like to shop around And look at all those things At all those things they never wanted anyway She hates his hair That stupid coat he wears But sometimes second best Is the best that you can get Oh yeah, oh, somebody told me The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days But still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place Oh, but still it feels like the morning And at night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they hit the ground in the morning, yeah But in the morning it's raining Oh Christ, you're always complaining Can't you think of something else? It's nearly-nu A bargain basement made for two And if you blur your eyes You could be anywhere you want yourself to be Oh yeah, it's bad I know you want to laugh, so laugh But sometimes second best Is all you're going to get Oh yeah, oh, somebody told me The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days Oh, but still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place Oh, but still it feels like the morning At night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they hit the ground in the morning But you're so perfect, you don't interest me at all Your golden boy fell down And don't you know he hasn't got a personality? And I know, he said he'd last all night then gave you seconds, yeah The seconds turn to hours And the hours turn into days Oh, but still it feels like the morning The first time leaves its trace And then slides into second place Oh, but still it feels like the morning And at night they try to fly Hold on tight and close their eyes And they hit the ground in the morning Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And my God, they're still alive They got it wrong but they still tried And they made it through to the morning

Did you get this far Did you get this far, just to hurt me Did you get this far, to realize that you don't, you don't deserve me I know you, in to this and out of that in seven seconds flat Need you to move me Need not point it out Need no sayin' exactly that Exactly where was the line It can't be that far behind I don't remember we've been stepping over it If I sold out to the underway Than it's really hard to say And anyway I got nothing to show for it I know you In to this and out of that in seven seconds flat Whatever you do You take it to the to point where it's me Not you, and you really did not attack Whatever you do, you've got to cut it out quick If this is some kind of trick I've got no way to see you trough it, no Yeah whatever you do, you've got to cut it out quick If this is some kind of trick, I've got no way to see you through it I know you In to this and out of that in seven seconds flat Ah got on the road Need not spell it out Need not saying exactly that Ah yeah, yeah, yeah Ah