Traffic lights blink in hollowed out streets
I'm sinking in low
Tunneling vision humming the engine,
Static in stereo
One foot in the grave, smoking in chain
Feeling the stride of commotion climb,
Clive inside again
Romanticize one cut at a time,
Worth it in the end
Under weight of it all, the lower I crawl
Pain starts to dim, pleasure sets in
Sharpen my back teeth
On broken bones of defeat
Fenced in or off leash still a masochist anyway
I'm where I'm meant to be (in the doghouse)
I want to believe, I somehow still reach for
Cnything at all
Dragged underground, been flattened out,
Conceding to the fall
Circle the drain, take pride in every grain
Loathing myself in lavish parallel
Sharpen my back teeth
On the bones of defeat
Fenced in or off leash still a masochist anyway
I'm where I'm meant to be (in the doghouse)
I'm less bark than bite
More wrong than right
Reign in the rage bred to extricate every way
I'm where I want to be (in the doghouse)
Look how I behave
Depraved and inadequate
Lonely the brave
Reward without penitence
Reckless choices I've made
Take me on as slave
Bless my soul I save
My faults will not change
Sharpen my back teeth
On the bones of defeat
Fenced in or off leash still a masochist anyway
I'm where I'm meant to be (in the doghouse)
Cnother wound licking scheme
Vulgar traits of my breed
Clawing skin-deep obsolete to me anyway
I'm where I want to be (in the doghouse)