Hounds

(álbum: Dead Language - 2013)

I sit and I wait
Like a loyal dog, I'd be here anyway
My words excavate
Age-old feelings, boring, fleeting, all the same

Shadowed whispers shake the ground beneath
And fall on ears who've grown numb to everything
(Like me!)

Don't always wanna be
Drawing lines in the street

It's getting embarrassing
Being the one to piss and moan
Over your dial tone

Like a loyal dog, I sit
Sit and wait for this
To break, to break, to break, to break

I admit, I'm full of shit
'Cause I can't wait for this
To fall so I can sing out its mistakes

So inadequate
That our story stopped and stalled; start it again
I'll extend my hand
Once these tears have shed

And when I fully understand
The value of an ear that is open
Drowning my inhibitions
In a broken bottle rather than my friends

Like a loyal dog, I sit
Sit and wait for this
To break, to break, to break, to break

I admit, I'm full of shit
'Cause I can't wait for this
To fall so I can sing out its mistakes

I just can't escape
All these weathered words; they tend to complicate
Violent winds shape my vocabulary to celebrate a bastard's embrace

Like a loyal dog, I sit
Sit and wait for this
To break, to break, to break, to break

I admit, I'm full of shit
'Cause I can't wait for this
To fall so I can sing out its mistakes