Conchadors The Dog
(*)The drugs of garble
(*)The Dog
Night brings me a gift
A star at the fallen rain
Shut your eyes an feel it
See and enjoy the sipirit
I growth and get older much
You can see the time below
In my face and in my body
They are really unshaped
You don’t know what’s right
I know thats eneough
He feels like a phsyco
Than the way out!
I got a D.o.G but it’s my friend
It feels me enjoy
No one could understand it
Come on enjoy the sipirit
Time has come to need yourself
That’s a lie that you need his help
No D.o.G No D.o.G
No it’s No D.o.G
You don’t know what’s right
I know thats eneough
He feels like a phsyco
Than the way out!