YELLER

Twenty years, but I feel like I'm hundred

Every year the weight of it just crushes

Like my age is actually in dog years

Hopefully I won't wake in the morning

Forced to speak but don't know what say now

Can't be arsed, I think I might just lay down

Everything just makes it hard to keep calm

Old yeller, put me down on the farm

I told you once before

This life's not worth a shot

I'm like a rabid dog

Please blow my head off

My head off

My head off

Keep the grind, to buy the clothes and dumb shit

You don't need but it feels good to own it

Worry dolls to listen to my secrets

Threw them all away, yеah they can keep 'em

Further north, thе nature gets more common

All the fields look beautiful in the sun

Hopped the fence, and saw it all from the peak

But everything I thought about was so bleak

I don't know where you've been

And you sentence me again

To a circle I don't want to stay in

I told you once before

This life's not worth a shot

I'm like a rabid dog

Please blow my head off

I told you once before (I told you once before)

This life's not worth a shot (Life's not worth a shot)

I'm like a rabid dog (I'm like a rabid dog)

Please blow my head off

My head off

My head off