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Biting Your Tail 
Hard
by Iron & Wine
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May your eyes be and seein'
May you the view where you're kneelin'
Know the fear of the world that you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you how the fight was started
Want as much for the snake as the garden
'em both a glove you can't wain
May your mouth your wisdom
May you get what they to mention
May your love be only religion
it to us all
May you lose you gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
Stars won't ever wait for you to watch 'em fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the on a tide that's risin'
Both the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher gone for the blade
we may all be happy
all make a worth slappin'
Someday we may be shocked to be laughin'
At the way we behave
May hands be strong and willin'
May you know to speak and to listen
May you find every friend that you're missin'
There's no in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' tail
Little children, the is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His full for the day
Someday we may all want nothin'
And all forget that we'll get what's comin'
Someday I'll say the was somethin'
That we just couldn't change
May your be somethin' wicked
your part in the calf and the killin'
See straight through the you're kissin'
Helm loose in his hand
May your words be well worth stealin'
Put hand on your heart singin'
The choir's sick of the song but they've stand
May you the view where you're kneelin'
Know the fear of the world that you're feelin'
Is the fear of a slave
May you how the fight was started
Want as much for the snake as the garden
'em both a glove you can't wain
May your mouth your wisdom
May you get what they to mention
May your love be only religion
it to us all
May you lose you gladly
May you worship the time and its passin'
Stars won't ever wait for you to watch 'em fall
We're the smoke on a burned horizon
We're the on a tide that's risin'
Both the post and the pig you're untyin'
The butcher gone for the blade
we may all be happy
all make a worth slappin'
Someday we may be shocked to be laughin'
At the way we behave
May hands be strong and willin'
May you know to speak and to listen
May you find every friend that you're missin'
There's no in the mail
May you end there bruised and purple
Know that peace is the shape of a circle
'Round and 'round you go
Bitin' tail
Little children, the is whippin'
Short hands on a clock still tickin'
Both the egg and the red fox grinnin'
His full for the day
Someday we may all want nothin'
And all forget that we'll get what's comin'
Someday I'll say the was somethin'
That we just couldn't change
May your be somethin' wicked
your part in the calf and the killin'
See straight through the you're kissin'
Helm loose in his hand
May your words be well worth stealin'
Put hand on your heart singin'
The choir's sick of the song but they've stand
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