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