The Crooked Walking White Dogs - Backyard Faith

When I greet you
With my backyard faith
Holding my hand
In the garden of faith
I gave my
My fucking all
Then to be told
It was all my fault
I could be your
Your Taxi driver
Driving round town
With no fair
Sat and heard you
Fall from me
Do you what you want to?
Go and please he
I could be your
Your backseat driver
Drive me round town
I don’t care!
Hey!! You know!! Go!
It’s gone way too fucking long
No!
What is going through your head?
It’s my backyard faith
Go!
Hey!! You know!! Go!
It’s gone way too fucking long
No!!
What is going through your head?
It’s my backyard faith
Go!

Written by:
Christian Von Breeden

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