We’ve updated our Terms of Use to reflect our new entity name and address. You can review the changes here.
We’ve updated our Terms of Use. You can review the changes here.

Dog Sick

from Ashy Mountains - EP by Smoothsayer

supported by
/

lyrics

I've got these things I can't confess
Sewed down tight upon my chest
Be it the feeling or the curse
Admitting I'm through is always the worst

I get so dog sick
I rub my face in the grit
I get so fucking dog sick
And I'm over it

I can't believe your eyes
How many times have those things lied?
Feel all the blood run from my face
A broken mutt and I can't escape

I get so dog sick
I rub my face in the grit
I get so fucking dog sick
And I'm over it

Digging into bone and the tender meat is raw
Spinning in my head man and I'm feeling like a dog

Discard this mange of fur
It rusts with human touch

The floor is cold but the air is hot
I'm panting for you through a mouthful of rot
A life well lived but of course
This old hound dog feels no remorse

credits

from Ashy Mountains - EP, track released January 26, 2019
Written by Smoothsayer
Engineered, Mixed & Mastered by Ryan Kuly
Art by Jassmin Macaulay

license

all rights reserved

tags

about

Smoothsayer Red Deer, Alberta

contact / help

Contact Smoothsayer

Streaming and
Download help

Redeem code

Report this track or account

If you like Smoothsayer, you may also like: