The dog days of August And the feeling of being awake Oh my god, my whole damn world's Hotel walls and mind decay How come I never got used to The feeling of sleeping in a cage Two long driving, too damn hungry Tied up hound but nothing stays
Never swam a river wider, wider Couldn't climb a building taller Never seen a morning rising brighter Never tasted sweeter cellar cider Couldn't hold a hammer stronger Never had a need for shining china
I sit right where I used to My desk chair in a corner in a haze Oh my god, my whole damn world Is smoked out pine in a sonic blaze I still have direction But I'm digging in my thoughts all day I see the devil like I used to I hear my rhythm out of phase
Never swam a river wider, wider Couldn't climb a building taller Never seen a morning rising brighter Never tasted sweeter cellar cider Couldn't hold a hammer stronger Never had a need for shining china
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