it wuz awesum at dis angle
the thoughts where im tangled
yr emotions a turbulence
its sneaking n suspicious
theres something to untangle

i couldnt lift the weight of yr sound
couldnt figure out when yr around
i sniff about, curious throughout
wht yr about,. but i found Doubt
my tail cant shout n my snouts burnt out

never will i cry out
the motions of fearfulness.
masking the spookiness
adapting this cheerfulness,
is torturous! doggyz strangled

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maybe we know nothing
maybe we’re onto something
maybe this is how it should be
maybe we must end it immediately
all we know is i dont know!
all we know is you dont know
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i say its awesome to soften the blow
yr lonesome looks up from below
and i been looking at our tails
theyre looking pretty fuckin frail!!