Whne I Stop Barking

I may be hunched and twisted
Drooping toward the ground
Still I sniff out your defects
Like a cadaver hound
No, you don't want to hear it
Well harness your revolt
It's the very thing that
You will miss the most
Cuz when I stop barking
Fire up the coal
Yeah when I stop barking
Start digging my hole
When my legs are wheels and
My teeth sleep in a glass
And my gestures are jerky
Like silent films of past
When my skin crinkles
Like paper mache
And you can look through and
Count up all the veins
When my cabinets fill with syringes and pills
Don't start counting down or looking for my will
It's when I stop barking
Fire up the coal
When I stop barking
Start digging my hole
Your eyes plead with me "be quiet"
No, not until I'm a ghost
And let me remind you once again
It's the thing that you'll miss most



Credits
Writer(s): Farrell Burk
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