Hey. It lives. It moves. It thinks it knows it feels it wants to keep going on

And Hey, it sees its needs, it dreams, it feeds, it seems it needs to keep going on

And look it bleeds, it pleads its deeds, it’s shook, it leaves its creed to keep going on

And look, it knows it needs to be the thing that breathes and keeps going on

Wait. Just wait. The anger, it takes a new shape. Just wait. The danger, it shakes up a storm

And no. just know. It wagers, it takes up a name. The same old anger, it shakes up a storm

What the hell can salvage what’s left of this shell? The ending’s not there. It keeps going on.

Wish you well. Don’t ever take this shit for granted. The ending’s not there. It keeps going on.

Wide awake, it lunges at the throat of every day and every moment as long as it’s alive

Wide awake, it lunges at the throat of every day and every moment as long as it’s alive

Wide awake, it lunges at the throat of every day and every moment as long as it’s alive

Wide awake, it lunges at the throat of every day and every moment as long as it’s alive

(every time it barks it barks i bite back x4)