Enter Shikari - No swweat lyrics
[Enter Shikari - No swweat lyrics]
Where's your respect? (Where's your respect?)
Why bite the hand that feeds you
It's not over yet not over yet (not over yet)
Plenty more fingers for you to nibble
I'd like to see you get your teeth round this
I'm sure your jaw will surely missed
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
Lifeline, lifeline, lifeline
Blood fills your palms
Lifeline, lifeline, lifeline
Blood fills your palms
Lifeline, lifeline, lifeline
Blood fills your palms
Where's your respect? (Where's your respect?)
Why bite the hand that feeds you
It's not over yet not over yet (not over yet)
Plenty more fingers for you to nibble
I'd like to see you get your teeth round this
I'm sure your jaw will be surely missed
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
Do this one more time and I'll
Bit your fucking fingers off!
Why bite the hand that feeds you
It's not over yet not over yet (not over yet)
Plenty more fingers for you to nibble
I'd like to see you get your teeth round this
I'm sure your jaw will surely missed
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
Lifeline, lifeline, lifeline
Blood fills your palms
Lifeline, lifeline, lifeline
Blood fills your palms
Lifeline, lifeline, lifeline
Blood fills your palms
Where's your respect? (Where's your respect?)
Why bite the hand that feeds you
It's not over yet not over yet (not over yet)
Plenty more fingers for you to nibble
I'd like to see you get your teeth round this
I'm sure your jaw will be surely missed
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
Not even salt can make your hands taste good
I'm still crunching your lifeline
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
You do this every fucking time
No sweat (no tears) no guilt
Do this one more time and I'll
Bit your fucking fingers off!
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