Old Dead Dogs

[Verse 1: Hemlock Ernst]
Lost in the space shine days
When the giving the bullets was known as a blood letting
And the tools were encouraged to use the bodies we were just subletting
Tip-toeing around a view talking 'bout options and hobbies
While vaping impossible melons
And sick of fanning modules and this voice nodules
Craving I'm shaving or trimming
Griming I'm raising my speech
Seeding esophagus greens
Language leaning and leaving without spirulina
I was teeth on the chemical classes
I can't buy rubber and plastics
Music be passion for acids
Was a 90's theme like "I'll be there for you"
Waves 'till 22, wasted most of me
Then hand and foot on you, puppet nothing more
How you wanted me
Still you just plated and replated
Food on a tray was engraded
Petrol through carry from laying
Stuck on a castle I stayed
Hide in a mirror in chapstick related
I'm peeking 'round the wall
Wondering have you gone to sleep
I'm not wanted more
I just wanna leave

I was an out patient with a absent way of thinking
Carry your pigeon with my body weighting
Increasing algorithmic function
Couldn't understand physics so it seem
Asterisks sleight of hand
The way you talked down to me
We fought about Oprah
I only wanted sleep
With no compassion you lashed out and hit me
The TV blaring irony wasn't lost on me
Anything service was black top
Had a spider splinter and a crack's wall
Had a asphalt for smell so high and sweet
While they're still acrid and bleak
Like blood in the stool or blood in the teeth
Like blood in the stool or blood in the teeth
Like blood in the stool or blood in the teeth
I'm watching your dogs die

[Chorus]
She was an old dog
And so she lied
She lived a good life
And then she died

He was an old tail
He's old as time
He was a good boy
And then he died

[Spoken words]
His head was like an enlarged half a day dim lightbulb that was ill fitted
It was as if his head was screwed into his neck incorrectly
Because it leaned to the left like he was always staring awkwardly past your shoulder
He wasn't fly, he's flight's permanently delayed
The garbage goes out on Wednesdays, this is everyday
He's an empty carton of milk and when you finished, why keep it in the fridge?
Oh gaspedal the great cowboy, spare us the misery of your company
Trust your jubilation short lids, the tiny pocket in your jeans is all the money you made from streaming
Freely given to posting or earning points
To venal pastors to time sharing the afterlife
The Playboy centerfold and bread you couldn't see
Like all the red flags he misread
But you can't gobble a gutter ball
But to tell him otherwise is pointless
He's weight's on horses

[Verse 2]
I paddled thoughts on a gravel's paw
A lasted tour travelled gulf war
Missiles on the savage loan
I smoke prophecy mastered songs
Travelled space stations residence
Automatic saw
Bring a shelter hardrive
Hazard pipe boom
Shallowed dark side
Vision [?] I'm a part-time
Hydrogene slushie, taco truck syndrome
And a castle that can't cancel
And a honey combs slumber party cornflakes
Paragraph
Golden arch pole dancing
The knighted mints crystalized, zombie fix
Passion plate peanut bread
Post-corporal [?] lead
My mental jersey in a jungled colored buggie
Deaf a jungle bunny
Soul of resistance
Assault with prescription
Slow body with a jelly bean addition