The sunrise is a hammer
hitting the cold and iron rail
And I'm the only ghost left standing
outside the county jail
The wind is full of gravel
and the rain is full of grit
But I haven't found a mountain
that has broken me just yet
My knuckles are white
my boots are thin as glass
Watching every lucky man
and every shadow pass
They tell me to surrender
they tell me to be kind
But they don't know the friction
of the teeth on the grind
Oh I'm biting down hard
I'm keeping my teeth on the grind
leaving every doubt
and every demon far behind
You can stretch the wire tight
until the silver starts to snap
But you're never going to catch
this spirit in your trap
Yeah the jaw is locked in place
and the wheel is made of stone
I'm carving out a kingdom
in the marrow and the bone
One more mile, one more mountain
I've got to climb
with my teeth on the grind
I got the taste of caliber
and the scent of burning oil
from a thousand lonesome midnights
spitting heavy handed toil
The world wants me to smile
while they take the ground away
But I'm saving all my mercy
for a different kind of day
I'm a master of the pressure
I'm a brother to the ache
I'm the only piece of timber
that the winter couldn't break
So go on and add the weight
go on and tighten up the vice
I've already paid my entry
and I've already paid the price
So I'm biting down hard
I'm keeping my teeth on the grind
leaving every doubt
and every demon far behind
You can stretch the wire tight
until the silver starts to snap
But you're never going to catch
this spirit in your trap
Yeah the jaw is locked in place
and the wheel is made of stone
I'm carving out a kingdom
in the marrow and the bone
One more mile, one more mountain
I've got to climb
with my teeth on the grind
Still biting
Never letting go
teeth on the grind
I'm the darkness
I'm the light
I ain't letting go
Yeah I'm biting down hard
I'm keeping my teeth on the grind
leaving every doubt
and every demon far behind
You can stretch the wire tight
until the silver starts to snap
But you're never going to catch
this spirit in your trap
Yeah the jaw is locked in place
and the wheel is made of stone
I'm carving out a kingdom
in the marrow and the bone
One more mile, one more mountain
I've got to climb
with my teeth on the grind
Still biting
Never letting go
teeth on the grind

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