Plush - Woodhouse

And I feel that time’s a wasted go

So where ya going to tomorrow?

And I see that these are lies to come

Would you even care?

And I feel it

And I feel it

Where ya going to tomorrow?

Where ya going with that mask I found?

And I feel, and I feel

When the dogs begin to smell her

Will she smell alone?

And I feel, so much depends on the weather

So is it raining in your bedroom?

And I see, that these are the eyes of disarray

Would you even care?

And I feel it

And she feels it

Where ya going to tomorrow?

Where ya going with that mask I found?

And I feel, and I feel

When the dogs begin to smell her

Will she smell alone?

When the dogs do find her

Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow