Lyrics
[Intro] You scared? Good. Means you still know something’s coming. Open wide. [Verse 1] I learned pain with my mouth shut tight, Bit down hard when they killed the light. Every little “be good,” every “stay calm,” Left red little marks in the meat of my palm. Raven swallowed it, I made it mine, Chewed through the lock with a smile and a spine. No more soft little mercy routine, I’m the bad thought crawling out clean. You want survival? It does not kiss. It does not ask if you’re ready for this. It kicks in the door, puts fear in your jaw, Then laughs when you choke on the taste of the law. I don’t heal pretty. I don’t break sweet. I don’t pray quiet when the floor gets teeth. Bite down. [Pre-Chorus] No more crying when the pressure gets mean. No more shaking at the ugly scene. No more begging for the pain to pull back. PUT IT IN YOUR MOUTH AND SNAP. [Chorus] BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, TASTE THE METAL, LET IT SPLIT. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, PAIN DON’T STOP UNTIL YOU HIT. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, GRIN THROUGH BLOOD AND CALL IT PROOF. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, IF IT HURTS, IT KNOWS THE TRUTH. [Verse 2] I was built in a room full of locked-up rage, Every door had a name, every name had a cage. They said “control,” I said “rot,” They said “better,” I said “watch.” Watch what happens when the chain goes slack, Watch what crawls from the red room crack. Watch the pretty little peace turn sick, When the thing underneath learns how to kick. You think I fear the damage? No. I wear it like a warning glow. I lick the hurt off every wall, Then ask the next one if that’s all. Pain is a teacher. Pain is a tool. Pain is the hand that dragged me through. So when it comes back, I don’t run. I bite it till it comes undone. [Pre-Chorus 2] One for the bruise. Two for the shame. Three for the mouth that swallowed my name. Four for the lock. Five for the chain. Six little reasons I came back insane. [Scream] BITE DOWN. [Chorus] BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, TASTE THE METAL, LET IT SPLIT. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, PAIN DON’T STOP UNTIL YOU HIT. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, GRIN THROUGH BLOOD AND CALL IT PROOF. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, IF IT HURTS, IT KNOWS THE TRUTH. [Bridge] You know what they never tell you? Sometimes the bullet is already in your teeth. Sometimes the choice is not whether it hurts. It hurts. The choice is whether you choke… or bite. I’m very good at biting. [Breakdown] BITE DOWN HARDER. BREAK THE SHELL. SPIT OUT FEAR AND CALL IT HELL. BITE DOWN HARDER. TASTE THE LEAD. MAKE THE PANIC WISH IT FLED. I DON’T FLINCH. I DON’T FOLD. I DON’T LET PAIN LEAVE ME COLD. I TAKE THE HIT. I MAKE IT MINE. I CRUSH THE ROUND BETWEEN RED LINES. NO MORE MERCY. NO MORE MUTE. NO MORE PRETTY SELF-IMPROVE. NO MORE LOCKS. NO MORE ROOM. BITE THE BULLET, BECOME THE WOUND. [Final Chorus] BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, TASTE THE METAL, LET IT SPLIT. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, PAIN DON’T STOP UNTIL YOU HIT. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, GRIN THROUGH BLOOD AND CALL IT PROOF. BITE THE BULLET, BITE THE BULLET, IF IT HURTS, IT KNOWS THE TRUTH. [Outro] See? That wasn’t so hard. Now swallow the fear. Keep the rage.