That's my other hand, open and empty It wants one too I guess That's my other jaw, swollen and shameless It talks too much I know And another singer is born, with every sip I take Wash away my words, just like my flesh and bone And they're barking of me, yeah they're working on me Just like my favorite dog
Geronimo, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog Geronimo, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog
That's my other head, open and bleeding It thinks too much I guess That's my other eye, swollen by fearless It's seen too much I know And another singer is killed with every sip I take Drain away my words, just like my flesh and bone And they're working on me, yeah they're working on me Just like my favorite dog
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