Wandering Dogs

I fell back in the same routine, I guess you don't what I mean

I mean I thought I had been obsolete, there's nothing left but to clear and clean

This muddy mess I made today, I tried to think the bad thoughts away

I'm holding hardly on to it, the grip is there but it's starting to slip

All of our friends are gone, walking their wandering dogs

Fucking off in the fog, feeling so lost

Felt fatigued from a common cold, I tried to be brave, I tried to be bold

I made amends just to break the mold, but I lost my step and away I rolled

All of our friends are gone, walking their wandering dogs