When I stay up all night, she’s always walkin’ by my side
When I’m itchin’ for a drag, she always passes me the bag
We eat dead dogs on the street, chew a hole until it bleeds
Ketchup oozing down the meat, dripping blood onto our feet
Trade a tab and see which one peaks sooner
Watch it spiral down into the sewer
Piss and paint it’s flowing red and bluer
We never spoke words any truer
I can’t wait to leave this town, drop my lighter, burn it down
Finish up this blackened hash, leave my footprints in the ash
We cut dogs off at the feet, watch for witches while they bleed
Ketchup oozing down the street, dripping drugs drowned deep in me
Read the raptors washed up on the shore
Leave the little bastards on the floor
Come to the window where the wind blows
Try to figure out just where the sun goes
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la la la la
We cut dogs off at the feet, watch for witches while they bleed
Ketchup oozing down the street, dripping drugs drowned deep in me
We eat dead dogs on the street, even though I know they’re not good for me
Ketchup oozing down the meat, dripping blood onto our feet
credits
from Spring I'm In,
released April 23, 2012
Harrison/Torrealba
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