| Lyrics: | Talk of circles, punching out
Looking in, drawing circles down
Falling off the south
marking ground
Talking out of turn, drawing circles down
Like Pilate, I have a
dog
Like Pilate, I have a dog
Walks me out of town, still one's a crowd
Making
angels in the dirt, looking up, looking all around
Like Pilate, I have a dog (obeys,
listens, kisses, loves)
Like Pilate, I have a dog (obeys, listens, kisses,
loves)
Stunned by my own reflection
It's looking back, sees me too clearly
And
I swore I'd never go there again
Not unlike a friend that
Politely drags you down, you
down, you down, you down
Like Pilate, I have a dog (obeys, listens, kisses, loves) }x4 |
