Dead Dog Lyrics

Insecure

And folding at loud noises

The guitar's too loud

But it quiets all the voices in me

Post-traumatic

Screaming in the rear-view

Dear backseat driver

I don't want to hear from you

And I always cry

In the movies

When the dog dies

And you'd pull a knife

Against an amputee

In a fist fight

Losing faith

And not just in religion

With cruel conversations

Til' we're kissing in the kitchen again

Testimonies

Writhing under drugged air

Stuck overdosing

Old and broken lust affairs

Snow is coming soon

Can tell by how the leaves are

Shelter in my room

Feeling out of place

But you don't want to leave yet

Basking in the taste

Of wine and stranger secrets

Filling in the space

And I always hide

From what I don't know

For fear of land mines

And you seem to thrive

Amongst the shit show

We know as real life