Bite
Mitch Mitchell (GBV), Jim Pollard, Robert Pollard
[Verse 1]
I remember things that weren't in the plan
Long ago when I was a young man
Never tried to hide, never really saw the
House that holds the hawk so cold is mine, yes
[Verse 2]
I drink myself into a drunken mess
Lose my luck, fail the test
They are the things I want to say to you
And there are things that I'd like to say to you