Dead Dog Songtext
von Drusky

Insecure
And folding at loud noises
The guitar′s too loud
But it quiets all the voices in me

Post-traumatic
Screaming in the rear-view
Dear backseat driver
I don't want to hear from you

And I always cry
In the movies
When the dog dies
And you′d pull a knife
Against an amputee
In a fist fight


Losing faith
And not just in religion
With cruel conversations
Til' we're kissing in the kitchen again

Testimonies
Writhing under drugged air
Stuck overdosing
Old and broken lust affairs

Snow is coming soon
Can tell by how the leaves are
Shelter in my room

Feeling out of place
But you don′t want to leave yet
Basking in the taste
Of wine and stranger secrets
Filling in the space


And I always hide
From what I don′t know
For fear of land mines
And you seem to thrive
Amongst the shit show
We know as real life