Dogshit

I don't mind the view from the floor
I think I like it,
I get thrown a bone from time to time

Sometimes I get out, though I know better,
It's only been ten minutes I hope I see you for dinner
I hope I see some dinner

Better hold onto your bones
If I loved you I'd be waitin by the door
Better hold onto your bones
Leashed in the street, no blankets in this home
Sometimes you make your own

I don't mind your raised fist
Just keep your paws off my brother
You hate his bark wait til you feel
My bite you fucker

You ever tried to fight starvation
I think we'll take the odds
Fuck you, gonna find my own dinner
I hope I see some dinner

Now I'm pissin in your rags
Is it up to you to say stop
You bad dog, why'd you do that
No regard for the carpet, Imma kick your ass
Up goes the latch
Collar to a chain on a post by the fence
Shiver to a whimper, should it be so simple
It's only been ten minutes

Better hold onto your bones
If I loved you I'd be waitin by the door
Better hold onto your bones
Leashed in the street, no blankets in this home
Sometimes you make your own



Credits
Writer(s): Markus Roberts
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