Hate the Taste
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
Specter At The Feast (2013)

I got a fatal heart, I'm tied to the living.
Got a tortured soul, I can't give it away.
Gonna find a line to get me through to reason.
Gonna bury it all, just to give it a name.

I hate the taste, but I carry on believing.
Yeah, I hate the taste, but I do it all again.
I hate the taste, but I carry on believing.
Yeah, I hate the taste, but I do it all again.

I'd say I told you so, but I know you never listen.
You're the only one I ever cared to show.
There's a fine line between fool and heartache.
It's the faded signs that make heart ached fools.

I hate the taste, but I carry on believing.
Yeah, I hate the taste, but I do it again.
I hate the taste, but I carry on believing.
Yeah, I hate the taste, but I do it all again.

I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
Why won't you take me there?
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
Why won't you take me there?

I got a traitor's heart. I'm tired of the living
With a tattered soul. I got no one to blame.
Gonna fall apart if I leave it to decision.
She's the only one could ever take it away.

I hate the taste, but I carry on believing.
Yeah, I hate the taste, but I do it again.
I hate the taste, but I carry on believing.
Yeah, I hate the taste, but I do it all again.

I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
Why won't you take me there?
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
Why won't you take me there?

I'm a mess, I'm a mess.
Wanna dance with the wretched.
I'm as sick as it gets,
I need to tell ya.
I'm a mess, I'm a mess.
Wanna dance with the wretched.
I'm as sick as it gets
I need to tell ya I'm a mess.

I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you.
Why won't you take me there?
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you
I wanna ride with you.
Why won't you take me there?