Lyrics

My tide was split wooden shoes Could speak any language you choose His hands a wasp guillotine You're half the man you could be Man you could be More than I sung The sum of it's parts More than I sung He shadows your heart A dirty dream about dogs As oceans gain on the land You slip a disc in hand Tied to the wait in your grave And tell me 'Man you could save' 'Man you could save' More than I sung The sum of it's parts More than I sung He shadows your heart A dirty dream about dogs More than I sung The sum of it's parts More than I sung He shadows your heart A dirty dream about dogs I didn't mean a word I said I take it back I didn't mean a word I said I take it back