Type Three - Anberlin
I have my reasons for the vices I embrace
A world of treasons and I'm their only escape
No one else here as conversations that drown them
Sixteen is nothing and never will be 'til I'm dead
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby (oh oh)
Take all the hands that need you lately (oh oh)
I don't wanna wait I don't wanna wait on you anymore
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby
Daydream that the world stands still dancing through the fibers of time
Maybe I just wanna hold
Something that was never meant to be mine
I look to Heaven to save me
And you call me nave
Rather be a hopeless lover
Than cursed with disbelief
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby (oh oh)
Take all the hands that need you lately (oh oh)
I don't wanna wait I don't wanna wait on you anymore
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby
Listen carefully now to the words that I choose
Speak only when you are spoken to oh oh
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby (oh oh)
Take all the hands that need you lately (oh oh)
I don't wanna wait I don't wanna wait on you anymore oh
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby (ohh ohhhh)
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby (Don't fight don't fight the hands)
Don't bite the hand that feeds you baby (Don't fight don't fight the hands)
Don't fight the hands that need you lately
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