Favorite Dog Lyrics

by Seven Mary Three
Thats my other hand open and empty
Thats my other head open and bleeding
Wants one too I guess
Thinks too much I guess
Thats my other jaw swollen and shameless
Thats my other eye swollen but peering
Talks too much I know
Seen too much I know
And another singer is born Every sip I take
And another singer is killed Every sip I take
Drain away my words just like they were my flesh and bone
And theyre barking at me Yeah theyre working on me
Just like my favorite dog.
Geronimo, yeah look out below
I love that rusty water like it was my favorite dog.