bite the bullet

So you took a bite out of your own gun Spit out the bullet and broke your teeth trying to chew the metal You bared your teeth; twisted and shattered But the threat was clear and your smile was sharp Even if your canines weren't And I know what you were trying to say I felt your breath on my ear And I heard you clearly when you promised me a taste And I wondered if you were gonna break your teeth on me next I wondered if you really were as terrible as you wanted me to believe Or if you were just hiding

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