Song | The Hand That Feeds |
Artist | Trash Talk |
Album | Shame |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Struck down like dogs. You live on hand and knee and wait for nothing. | |
A tangled mass of flesh and teeth, bite back the hand that feeds. | |
The song remains the same: stillborn unto their pain. | |
Submission stretched from head to toe across your lifeless frame. | |
Kill or be killed. | |
Sin or be blessed. | |
Bite of the hand. | |
Taste of the flesh |