Biter

Telling lies inside his head Might as well have already been forgotten Like the books he's read Where he put those cigarettes And the truths he wished he knew They're in him, but they're in you too All you've gotta do is ask, yeah All you gotta do is ask and maybe It won't be long, you'll see I'm a biter Yeah, I'm a biter And though they'll chop and screw ya And tell you what you're meant to be Well nobody see what you need Oh, but I see