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Short Dogs

Just like a dog, scratch and itch until it bleeds
Still licking old wounds
Cant say where this leads

It's the short dogs that spin me around this little cage
It's the short dogs that leave me washed down to the bone
And trembling with rage

Another passing through
Nothing is as it seems
But we're not responsible
Our ends meet our needs

Where is the party now
That your world is over?
You've left behind your social skills
And now you're living sober

 

 

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