"Rabid Dog" lyrics

"Rabid Dog"

You know you have it all
Fast track bitchin', she's the curtain call
And you know I want it
You know I want it

Hello
Come all ye bored souls
Before you're dead on the table, oh

Shift to another shape (Beats being alone)
No give before the take (Until you've taken it all)
I'm on the backtrack, baby, and I'm bottling up
But I'll do just what I'm told
You turn me into a rabid dog

My sweetest downfall
Ice pick crazy and a fireball
And you know I want it
And you know I want it
The feeling gets me buzzing
Like alcohol
I can't take it slowly
I'm not even lonely

Hello
Come all ye bored souls

Shift to another shape (Beats being alone)
No give before the take (Until you've taken it all)
I'm on the backtrack, baby, and I'm bottling up
But I'll do just what I'm told
You turn me into a rabid dog

Be home soon
Be home soon, yeah, when my breathing is stable

Shift to another shape (Beats being alone)
No give before the take (Until you've taken it all)
I'm on the backtrack, baby, and I'm bottling up
But I'll do just what I'm told
You turn me into a rabid dog
Yeah


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