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