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Talk of circles and punching out Looking in, drawing circles down Falling up the south marking ground Talking out of turn, drawing circles down
Like pilate, I have a dog {3x} {obeys, listens, kisses, loves}
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 {2x} {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
Like pilate, I have a dog {4x} {obeys, listens, kisses, loves}
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