Stray Dog
Time is deceiving me, time ain't retreating me.
My mind is drifting like a loose dog down in a dream
It rolls the avenues, sleeps with the morning news and runs for shelter when the sun light is pouring through
It sails the oceans, but reaches no land. I've never needed anyone's hand
I'm caught in quicksand, I'm sinking and I'm reaching no end You really got me in love and I ain't happy. I'm in the dumps, I ain't asleep
You really got me in love, you made a rumbler out of a gent to trouble the streets The morning struggles, the evening boreseach night I tremble like a blow fish thrown on a shore
I bet my pride on you, you won and I did lose. I caught a habit when finally I was kicking abuse
I gave you loving, you gave me disease, and you pulled me in and out of my jeans.
You got me drifting, sinking down the strangest of dreams You really got me in love and I ain't happy. I'm in the dumps, I ain't asleep
You really got me in love, you've made a madman out of a gent to trouble the streets
You really got me in love, it may smell ethyl out of my breath, but damp on your soul
You've made a stray dog out of a pet to roam in the cold
I gave you loving, you gave me disease and you pulled me in and out of my jeans
You got me drifting, aching for the strangest means
My mind is drifting like a loose dog down in a dream
It rolls the avenues, sleeps with the morning news and runs for shelter when the sun light is pouring through
It sails the oceans, but reaches no land. I've never needed anyone's hand
I'm caught in quicksand, I'm sinking and I'm reaching no end You really got me in love and I ain't happy. I'm in the dumps, I ain't asleep
You really got me in love, you made a rumbler out of a gent to trouble the streets The morning struggles, the evening boreseach night I tremble like a blow fish thrown on a shore
I bet my pride on you, you won and I did lose. I caught a habit when finally I was kicking abuse
I gave you loving, you gave me disease, and you pulled me in and out of my jeans.
You got me drifting, sinking down the strangest of dreams You really got me in love and I ain't happy. I'm in the dumps, I ain't asleep
You really got me in love, you've made a madman out of a gent to trouble the streets
You really got me in love, it may smell ethyl out of my breath, but damp on your soul
You've made a stray dog out of a pet to roam in the cold
I gave you loving, you gave me disease and you pulled me in and out of my jeans
You got me drifting, aching for the strangest means
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Writer(s): Niclas Frisk
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