Seven Mary Three - Favorite Dog Lyrics
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Favorite Dog
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What Are The Lyrics For Favorite Dog By Seven Mary Three?
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, every sip I take Drain away my words, just like they were my flesh and bone And they're barkin' at me, yeah, they're workin' on me Just like my favorite dog Geronimo, yeah, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog Geronimo, yeah, 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 but fearless It's seen too much, I know And another singer is killed, every sip I take Drain away my words, just like they were my flesh and bone And they're barkin' at me, yeah, they're workin' on me Just like my favorite dog Don't betray, have mercy Please take my side You don't have to be Like a bone today Geronimo, yeah, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog Geronimo, yeah, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog Geronimo, yeah, look out below I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog |
Who Wrote Favorite Dog By Seven Mary Three?
Jason Pollock, Jason Ross
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What's The Duration Of The Favorite Dog By Seven Mary Three?The duration of Favorite Dog is 6:51 minutes and seconds. |
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