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Текст песни Anberlin - Type Three слова

21 октября 2012 г. Просмотров: 1087 RSS
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I have my reasons for the vices I embrace

A world of treasons and I'm there only escape

No one else here has conversations that drowned their head

16 is nothing and never will be til I am dead.


Don’t bite the hand that feeds you baby

Take hold the hands that need you lately

I don’t want to wait, I don't want to 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 want to hold something that was never meant to be mine

I look to heaven to save me and you call me naïve

Rather be a hopeless lover than cursed with disbelief


Listen carefully now to the words that I choose

Speak only when you are spoken to


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