Dead Dogs Two-cLOUDDEAD
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TXT Dead Dogs Two-cLOUDDEAD 文本歌词
Dead Dogs Two - cLOUDDEAD
From the height of the highway onramp we saw
Two dogs a-dead in a field
Glowing on the Oakland colliseum
Green seats wasteland
Dogs dogs we thought were dead
They rose up rose up when whistled at
Their rib cages inflating like
Men on the beach being photographed
A guard dog guard dog
For what for what
Against overzealous penniless athletic fanatics
Getting into games through a hole in the fence
For the owner of the blue tarp tent
Pitched by a creek beneath an onramp
In the privacy of the last three
Skin and bony trees
Devoid of leaves
And us undeceased
And with our new CDs
Zippin' on dead east Oakland
It's hard to stand the sight of two dogs dead
Under a sky so blue
You have to stop the blood to your head
To fit the breath in front of you
It's hard to stand the sight of two dogs dead
Under a sky so blue
You have to stop the blood to your head
To fit the breath in front of you
We secretly long to be some part of a car crash
Long to see your arms stripped to the tendons
The nudity of swelling exposed vein
Webbing the back of your hand
To be a red tendoned dog
To be red tendoned dogs
Blood breathing by the side of the highway
I long to be dead
Center of a curious crowd
To be touched
Sticky like nearly dried paint
Their soft silent stare
Nursing your face
Anticipating the slightest pinch I flinch of pain
Everyone blank in accident awe
As the car crash fiberglass dust
Straight up settles on your raw muscle tissue
It's hard to stand the sight of two dogs dead
Under a sky so blue
You have to stop the blood to your head
To fit the breath in front of you
It's hard to stand the sight of two dogs dead
Under a sky so blue
You have to stop the blood to your head
To fit the breath in front of you
To be a red tendoned dog
To be red tendoned dogs
To be red tendoned dogs
To be red tendoned dogs
To be dead center of a curious crowd
Against my misery
I don't think I've seen my screeching pain
I can now feel what's around us
It is some sort of harmony
The harmony of overwhelming murder
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