Trench Theory - Some Nights I Wish

Some nights I wish I were a dog
No regrets no duties to be called

Can't keep my eyes closed
(This) This morning breeze is way too cold
I can't help to think
I wish there was another way

Hum for the wicked
Hum for the brave
Floating down stream
Under a wave

Why should I give a rat's ass
About a snotty nose
Slicked hair
Short little cocky mother fucker
Gotta say to my face
What would you say

Some nights I wish I were a dog
No regrets no duties to be called

Don't doubt my sightful wit
Or my courageous world appeal

Some nights he wished that you were gone
No worries no suicide call

All the ones that wishes for the best
And receive the worst
What keeps you going inside of this place
It's a wild card and an ace of spades

Some nights I wish I were a dog
No regrets no duties to be called

Some nights I wish I were a dog
No regrets no duties to be called

Written by:
Blake Dias

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