HOUNDS

You think I’m running from town to town. “I tell ya baby you got to slow down.”

In the streets of night beggin for change. Ask anyone around they’re doin the same. Sometimes we dream sometime we die.

You kept comin back to me, you kept comin on to me.

Wont you stop coming back to me. I stopped coming back.

Stop coming back to me.

You arrive town after town.

Watching the hounds. I’m watching the hounds.

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