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 rearview

Dear backseat driver, I don't wanna 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, till 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 wanna 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 landmines

And you seem to thrive

Amongst the shitshow

We know as real life