The Dogs
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โฑ๏ธ 4:12 duration
๐ ID: 10143689
๐ Lyrics
It's a nasty way of living sometimes
My jar ain't holding a single dime
My glass, is holding the last thing I wanna do
I'm gonna drink every dime I make tonight
I'll die just to get a room
It's a bad, bad business, this trying to forget you
Well, our souls are a little older
But you can't tell we learned a thing
If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
We're that last ones to know its over
And the first ones to have to beg
We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
We're the dregs
I've pawned everything I've ever owned
Just to drive eight hours to this bar-room show
And to play these songs and pray for a friendly face
It ain't easy acting like it ain't personal
And the band asked me not to curse no more
So I'll sing all the sad ones, and lean on the mad ones, okay?
Well, our souls are a little older
But you can't tell we learned a thing
If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
We're that last ones to know its over
And the first ones to have to beg
We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
We're the dregs
Now the parking lot is an old ghost-town
No evidence anyone has ever been around
Except a handful of gravel and a half-pint of something mean
So I'll retreat somewhere and cover my wounds
And pray to God that the checkout's noon
If there's any luck left, it'll be halfway clean
Well, our souls are a little older
But you can't tell we learned a thing
If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
We're that last ones to know its over
And the first ones to have to beg
We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
We're the dregs
We're the dregs
We're the dregs
We're the dregs
My jar ain't holding a single dime
My glass, is holding the last thing I wanna do
I'm gonna drink every dime I make tonight
I'll die just to get a room
It's a bad, bad business, this trying to forget you
Well, our souls are a little older
But you can't tell we learned a thing
If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
We're that last ones to know its over
And the first ones to have to beg
We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
We're the dregs
I've pawned everything I've ever owned
Just to drive eight hours to this bar-room show
And to play these songs and pray for a friendly face
It ain't easy acting like it ain't personal
And the band asked me not to curse no more
So I'll sing all the sad ones, and lean on the mad ones, okay?
Well, our souls are a little older
But you can't tell we learned a thing
If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
We're that last ones to know its over
And the first ones to have to beg
We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
We're the dregs
Now the parking lot is an old ghost-town
No evidence anyone has ever been around
Except a handful of gravel and a half-pint of something mean
So I'll retreat somewhere and cover my wounds
And pray to God that the checkout's noon
If there's any luck left, it'll be halfway clean
Well, our souls are a little older
But you can't tell we learned a thing
If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
We're that last ones to know its over
And the first ones to have to beg
We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
We're the dregs
We're the dregs
We're the dregs
We're the dregs
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:21.46] It's a nasty way of living sometimes
[00:24.70] My jar ain't holding a single dime
[00:28.13] My glass, is holding the last thing I wanna do
[00:34.16] I'm gonna drink every dime I make tonight
[00:37.77] I'll die just to get a room
[00:41.05] It's a bad, bad business, this trying to forget you
[00:45.93]
[00:47.40] Well, our souls are a little older
[00:50.38] But you can't tell we learned a thing
[00:53.72] If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
[01:00.31] We're that last ones to know its over
[01:03.63] And the first ones to have to beg
[01:07.18] We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
[01:13.58] We're the dregs
[01:15.42]
[01:20.29] I've pawned everything I've ever owned
[01:23.32] Just to drive eight hours to this bar-room show
[01:26.98] And to play these songs and pray for a friendly face
[01:33.10] It ain't easy acting like it ain't personal
[01:36.58] And the band asked me not to curse no more
[01:39.94] So I'll sing all the sad ones, and lean on the mad ones, okay?
[01:44.50]
[01:45.94] Well, our souls are a little older
[01:49.14] But you can't tell we learned a thing
[01:52.49] If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
[01:59.29] We're that last ones to know its over
[02:02.60] And the first ones to have to beg
[02:06.05] We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
[02:12.48] We're the dregs
[02:17.54]
[02:38.53] Now the parking lot is an old ghost-town
[02:42.02] No evidence anyone has ever been around
[02:45.20] Except a handful of gravel and a half-pint of something mean
[02:51.41] So I'll retreat somewhere and cover my wounds
[02:55.06] And pray to God that the checkout's noon
[02:58.35] If there's any luck left, it'll be halfway clean
[03:02.49]
[03:04.19] Well, our souls are a little older
[03:07.57] But you can't tell we learned a thing
[03:10.74] If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
[03:17.68] We're that last ones to know its over
[03:20.95] And the first ones to have to beg
[03:24.32] We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
[03:30.44] We're the dregs
[03:37.41] We're the dregs
[03:43.83] We're the dregs
[03:50.39] We're the dregs
[03:52.30]
[00:24.70] My jar ain't holding a single dime
[00:28.13] My glass, is holding the last thing I wanna do
[00:34.16] I'm gonna drink every dime I make tonight
[00:37.77] I'll die just to get a room
[00:41.05] It's a bad, bad business, this trying to forget you
[00:45.93]
[00:47.40] Well, our souls are a little older
[00:50.38] But you can't tell we learned a thing
[00:53.72] If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
[01:00.31] We're that last ones to know its over
[01:03.63] And the first ones to have to beg
[01:07.18] We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
[01:13.58] We're the dregs
[01:15.42]
[01:20.29] I've pawned everything I've ever owned
[01:23.32] Just to drive eight hours to this bar-room show
[01:26.98] And to play these songs and pray for a friendly face
[01:33.10] It ain't easy acting like it ain't personal
[01:36.58] And the band asked me not to curse no more
[01:39.94] So I'll sing all the sad ones, and lean on the mad ones, okay?
[01:44.50]
[01:45.94] Well, our souls are a little older
[01:49.14] But you can't tell we learned a thing
[01:52.49] If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
[01:59.29] We're that last ones to know its over
[02:02.60] And the first ones to have to beg
[02:06.05] We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
[02:12.48] We're the dregs
[02:17.54]
[02:38.53] Now the parking lot is an old ghost-town
[02:42.02] No evidence anyone has ever been around
[02:45.20] Except a handful of gravel and a half-pint of something mean
[02:51.41] So I'll retreat somewhere and cover my wounds
[02:55.06] And pray to God that the checkout's noon
[02:58.35] If there's any luck left, it'll be halfway clean
[03:02.49]
[03:04.19] Well, our souls are a little older
[03:07.57] But you can't tell we learned a thing
[03:10.74] If there's twelve that got invited, we're thirteen
[03:17.68] We're that last ones to know its over
[03:20.95] And the first ones to have to beg
[03:24.32] We're the dog that crawled for miles on broken legs
[03:30.44] We're the dregs
[03:37.41] We're the dregs
[03:43.83] We're the dregs
[03:50.39] We're the dregs
[03:52.30]