Dogs Singing

I've got a feeling, I've got a feeling These broken nights and bitter ends We would always starve and devour Our closest friends, my beautiful friends Paranoia, my paranoia Can't let it go, it never lets me go What am I feeling? Why am I feeling? Forecast into the freezing cold Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Your only hope is burning down the chapel All getting washed out with the tide We need to find some middle ground It's always sex or suicide Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs Dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs, dogs eating dogs I'm the last and the first in a very sad set of eyes To the bone, to the knees, to the factory line I am numb to the shot, I have a crippling fear of heights 'Cause the fall sounds a lot like a symphony of cries