Ankle‐Biter Songtext
von Saint Lu

I have listened to all the fucking shit you ever told me
But I′m alright
All your wisdom molded every bit of my chore fee
But I'm alright
I have lost my conscience caused by your obvious
I got a little out of control
But once I looked over your fence
Everything made sense
To beg for you to beat me was your goal

You′re a little ankle fighter
Pretend and he's a fighter
You're a little ankle fighter
A silly sneaky sniper
You′re a little ankle fighter
A grown-up backseat driver
You′re a little ankle fighter
But I won't change your diaper


I just peeked at your toes and tossed a mess away at fifty
But I′m alright
Banned your wicked toys, denied access to lose my fare fee
I'm alright
I have moved to the city, bruised but still pretty
I′ll write you back for another fight
And once I look over your fence (again)
Everything makes sense (again)
Too bright so I might minimize your might

You're a little ankle fighter
Pretend and he′s a fighter
You're a little ankle fighter
A silly sneaky sniper
You're a little ankle fighter
A grown-up backseat driver
You′re a little ankle fighter
But I won′t change your diaper
You're a little ankle fighter
Pretend and he′s a fighter
You're a little ankle fighter
A silly sneaky sniper
You′re a little ankle fighter
A grown-up backseat driver
You're a little ankle fighter
But I won′t change your diaper


You're a little ankle fighter
Pretend and he's a fighter
You′re a little ankle fighter
A silly sneaky sniper
You′re a little ankle fighter
A grown-up backseat driver
You're a little ankle fighter
But I won′t change your diaper
You're a little ankle fighter
Pretend and he′s a fighter
You're a little ankle fighter
A silly sneaky sniper
You′re a little ankle fighter
A grown-up backseat driver
You're a little ankle fighter
But I won't change your diaper