My tide was split wooden shoes
Could speak any language you choose

His hands a wasp guillotine
You're half the man you could be
Man you could be

More than I sung
The sum of it's parts
More than I sung
He shadows your heart
A dirty dream about dogs

As oceans gain on the land
You slip a disc in hand
Tied to the wait in your grave
And tell me 'Man you could save'
'Man you could save'

More than I sung
The sum of it's parts
More than I sung
He shadows your heart
A dirty dream about dogs

More than I sung
The sum of it's parts
More than I sung
He shadows your heart
A dirty dream about dogs
I didn't mean a word I said
I take it back
I didn't mean a word I said
I take it back