Westerman Paper Dogs
Paper Dogs
Running towards the fire
Short
Quick
Cherish them
These wires
And I was talking about
Moving circles when you called
Constant motion
Man, am I moving at all
The stream of accidentals
Got quicker by the day
Return to elemental
And calling out your
Name your price Iʼm
Losing it all in the end
Man the breach my
Pride wonʼt let me defend
Paper dogs
Run and then
Expire
New fights to pick
Twist or stick
Which side?
Youʼre taller than the stories
We keep behind closed doors
Eat out on former glories
The only thing Iʼm sure of
No lingering like toothache
No more short straws
When each and every one says
Just pass me on
