Dogs

Just like the Whale, sunk into the blue To be remembered but never renewed Just like lyrics it's always spewed It's another case of nothing to do We're Dogs at the scrapyard We're Dogs at the scrapyard Chained to houses of cards, the cards they fall Blue collar crime, second to nine Replace my existence with the common religion Twisted, twisted fiction I read And I wonder, wonder what it could mean We're Dogs at the scrapyard We're Dogs at the scrapyard Chained to houses of cards, the cards they fall I know we're needing I know we're pleading I know we're breathing Just can't stop leaving We're Dogs at the scrapyard We're Dogs at the scrapyard Chained to houses of cards, the cards they fall