The Dog from Birthday by SUIT

From the shadows, into the dark
On a leash, wait for the bark
Black Dog creeps, moves in slowly
Waits until you’re vulnerable, full-stop lonely

Feed The Dog

I’m on my own, made it til noon
A few more hours, shelter soon
Cursed sweat, drenched meat, betrayed my trust
I hear the call, the night dog’s lust

Feed The Dog

Never, never, never give up!
Let it rest, it’s only a pup
My North Star guides me down to land
The hourglass, I watch the passing sands

Feed The Dog

As I sit here, so forlorn
Next to a silent telephone
Imagine, a far off and distant land
Clenching teeth in both my hands

Feed The Dog

In this dark corner, I wait for your call
Forgive my torment, forgive my drawl
I need you to know, I tasted the sand
I need you to reach out, take my hand

Feed The Dog

…I hear you friend, we’re in this together
What we’ve lost, it’s not lost forever?
Dark clouds and thunderous skies
I’m listening, I hear you asking why

Feed The Dog

My body's flushed with adrenaline
Pushes back to the night Dog’s den
Heartbeat rammed up in my throat
Fighting back – losing hope

Feed The Dog

• Alternative
• Americana
• Punktry
• alt-country
• hardcore
• post-punk
• Santa Cruz