toothless dogs eating candy
as the sweetness turns to dust
feeling bitter, as they crawl
into their abyss
if they want they’ll drink from the river
if they want they’ll be made new
but they know they’ll never sleep again
ugly angels, hold their lovers
whose sins can’t be cleansed
licking the salt from their wounds
to taste the world they left behind
if they want they’ll drink from the river
if they want they’ll be made new
but they know they’ll never sleep again
even if the dogs could talk
i still wouldn’t give them my right lung
even if your mother called
i still woul...
