"Days Like Lost Dogs" lyrics

Christian Leave Lyrics

"Days Like Lost Dogs"

A violent season's
Coming back again
You pick your fingers
To chew off the skin

If you wanted to leave
I think that I could understand
Under change of belief
I have formed a different man

Take what you want when you need
Never check down just to see
If I've given up myself or I've fallen into hell
Have I met the end and seen the wrath of he?
Answer me

This violent picture is
Coming back again
I mash my fingers
Under the heat of the plan

If I wanted to leave
No grace would fall on me
Under severed belief
I've formed a different man

Do you take what you want when you need?
Do you ever check down just to see?
If I've given up myself or I've fallen into hell
Have I met the end and seen the wrath of he?
Answer me

Do you take what you want when you need?
Do you ever check down just to see?
If I've given up myself or I've fallen into hell
Have I met the end and seen the wrath of he?
Answer me


Writer(s): Johnnie Newman, Christian Leave
EP: "Days Like Lost Dogs" (2021)
Christian Leave - Days Like Lost Dogs EP cover
Intro
(Instrumental)
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