Well Trained Dog - True Story

Move along, along, along
City after city turns me on
Infected by the recognizing cheers
But fate kept me in check and kept me here

Let me tell you a true story about the ones that were left behind
Ignorance it consumes pleasure and the hot fire drove the knife
And I wonder, as I wonder aloud, I've got nowhere to go
I've lost my grip on earth and on my soul

Move along, along, they say
But cities burn and cities turn away
Promises from ghosts in the machine
Visions of a life where I was king

Let me tell you a true story about the ones that were left behind
Ignorance it consumes pleasure and the hot fire drove the knife
And I wonder, as I wonder aloud, I've got nowhere to go
I've lost my grip on earth and on my soul

Let me tell you a true story about the ones that were left behind
Ignorance it consumes pleasure and the hot fire drove the knife
And I wonder, as I wonder aloud, I've got nowhere to go
I've lost my grip on earth and on my soul
I've lost my grip on earth and on my soul

Written by:
Thomas Tolbert

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