Song | Mad Dog Watch |
Artist | An Pierlé |
Album | Mud Stories |
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Because I’m young and foolish at heart | |
I search the way to the stomach | |
To nutcrack the undigest thoughts | |
Mad dogs bite | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Because I’m young and foolish at heart | |
My head stands in my senses’ light | |
I start eclipsing my lovers too soon | |
Mad dogs bay at the moon | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Bring me bring me hollow words to fill | |
The holes in my pockets | |
Run on dry | |
Because I’m young and foolish at heart | |
I won’t leave to chance second chances | |
By trashing the muses before they arrive | |
Mad dogs sleep with open eyes | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Bring me bring me hollow words to fill | |
The holes in my pockets | |
Run on dry | |
Bring me hollow hollow | |
Hollow words to fill | |
The holes in the palm of my hands | |
Run on dry | |
Because I’m young and foolish at heart | |
I try to crash through the wall of sound | |
By breaking my voice on physical love | |
Mad dogs sing out above | |
To shut up | |
All the unborn adored babies | |
I gave birth to a dog | |
Baby |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
I search the way to the stomach | |
To nutcrack the undigest thoughts | |
Mad dogs bite | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
My head stands in my senses' light | |
I start eclipsing my lovers too soon | |
Mad dogs bay at the moon | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Bring me bring me hollow words to fill | |
The holes in my pockets | |
Run on dry | |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
I won' t leave to chance second chances | |
By trashing the muses before they arrive | |
Mad dogs sleep with open eyes | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Bring me bring me hollow words to fill | |
The holes in my pockets | |
Run on dry | |
Bring me hollow hollow | |
Hollow words to fill | |
The holes in the palm of my hands | |
Run on dry | |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
I try to crash through the wall of sound | |
By breaking my voice on physical love | |
Mad dogs sing out above | |
To shut up | |
All the unborn adored babies | |
I gave birth to a dog | |
Baby |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
I search the way to the stomach | |
To nutcrack the undigest thoughts | |
Mad dogs bite | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
My head stands in my senses' light | |
I start eclipsing my lovers too soon | |
Mad dogs bay at the moon | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Bring me bring me hollow words to fill | |
The holes in my pockets | |
Run on dry | |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
I won' t leave to chance second chances | |
By trashing the muses before they arrive | |
Mad dogs sleep with open eyes | |
Out of love | |
For the unborn adored baby | |
Bring me bring me hollow words to fill | |
The holes in my pockets | |
Run on dry | |
Bring me hollow hollow | |
Hollow words to fill | |
The holes in the palm of my hands | |
Run on dry | |
Because I' m young and foolish at heart | |
I try to crash through the wall of sound | |
By breaking my voice on physical love | |
Mad dogs sing out above | |
To shut up | |
All the unborn adored babies | |
I gave birth to a dog | |
Baby |