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One true passion, reality Joy of expression, through other means Certainly carries what faith hopes to hold The need to be is getting cold What my God sees lies deep in me Cause if I can't feel what seems surreal The hand of death will surely deal The stagnant house where no-one believes It's the shit that grits your teeth It's the shit that grits your teeth (Repeat first verse) It's the shit that grits your teeth It's the shit that grits your teeth Tell me what it's like Not to know yourself Cause this I've never known Herd like mentality, sheepish Cause that I don't want to know One true passion, reality Joy of expression, through other means Certainly carries what faith hopes to hold The need to be is getting cold From Letras Mania