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Gnawin' with a Grin

smokey

· 4:42 · 22 plays · v2.2

Lyrics

Chorus

I got a taste for the wood and the cloth

Chewin' down the arm of my old man's couch

Table legs, I'm gnawin' with a grin

Swallow that last piece, here I go again

Post-Chorus

Mmm, yeah, crunchin' down

Mmm, yeah, break it down

Verse 2

Momma asks why I can't eat real food

But a chair's got a flavor, salty and smooth

Cedar and oak, with some leather bites

When I'm hungry late, I snack all night

Pre-Chorus

Don't need no dinner from the stove

I raid the den, nobody knows

Always a craving I obey

Another bookshelf, finally gave way

Chorus

I got a taste for the wood and the cloth

Chewin' down the arm of my old man's couch

Table legs, I'm gnawin' with a grin

Swallow that last piece, here I go again

Post-Chorus

Mmm, yeah, crunchin' down

Mmm, yeah, break it

Verse 3

Stomach's aching, paint's stuck in my teeth

Woke up dizzy, got a splinter underneath

Doctor shakes his head when I confess

Says "Son, you gotta stop," but I just digress

Pre-Chorus

Wood chips rattling deep inside

Brains says quit, but my mouth just slides

Past the cushions, down the hall

Saw a dresser drawer, next thing I recall

Chorus

I got a taste for the wood and the cloth

Chewin' down the arm of my old man's couch

Table legs, I'm gnawin' with a grin

Swallow that last

Verse 4

Call me crazy, now nobody comes by

My best friend moved his sofa outside

Dad won't speak, Mom keeps her chairs locked tight

Guess it's lonely when you’re chewing up your life

Pre-Chorus

Birthday parties with empty seats

People laugh behind their screens

Wish I could stop, but it's got a hold

Lookin' at a mirror, man, I’m growin' cold

Chorus

I got a taste for the wood and the cloth

Chewin' down the arm of my old man's couch

Table legs, I'm gnawin' with a grin

Swallow

Verse 5

Been a year now, hands off the chairs

No more biting corners, even on a dare

Friends come over, nobody hides their seats

I'm finally whole, got my life off repeat

Pre-Chorus

Birthday candles, laughter returns

Family dinners, nothing burns

Looking back, I made it through

Feel alive with something new

Chorus

I lost the taste for the wood and the cloth

Sitting with my folks on that old man's couch

Smiling big, not gnawin' no more

Started a new chapter, closed

Verse 6

Couldn't fight it, late at night I cave

Nibblin' on the table just to feel okay

Stackin' secrets in the closet where nobody looks

Hide the splinters, keep it quiet, playing by the book

Pre-Chorus

Family smiling, but I turn away

Chewin' in silence, can't let 'em say

Truth buried where the woodchips hide

Carvin' out a secret life I try to deny

Chorus

I taste the wood, can't let it show

Chewin' in the shadows, movin' real slow

If they knew, they'd lock it up tight

But I just promise, "Last time tonight"

Post-Chorus

Mmm, yeah, sneakin' bites

Mmm,

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