Get lost if you ain’t made a fist
Ain’t no stoppin’ to pray or wish
No locks to keep the devil in
No more talkin’ we’re facing him
Oh I was made for this
Oh I know and always did

Oh it takes a little grit
To keep a tongue inside
A pair of burning lips
Now, after all I’ve waited

I’m so close I can taste it
I can’t wait I can’t wait
I’m so close I can taste it
I can’t wait I can’t wait
I’m so close I can taste it

No loss if we take a hit
No time wasted if when we stay clocked in
Tick tock it took a little bit
But I ain’t far off cus’ I’m chasin’ it
Oh I was made for this
Oh I know and always did

Oh it takes a little grit
To keep a tongue inside
A pair of burning lips
And oh
Now, after all I’ve waited

I’m so close I can taste it
I can’t wait I can’t wait
I’m so close I can taste it
I can’t wait I can taste it
I’m so close I can taste it
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I’m so close I can taste it
One chance I ain’t wastin’
I’m so close I can taste it
I can’t wait I can’t wait
I’m so close I can taste it
I can’t wait I can taste it
I’m so close I can taste it