Stories From Dogland - Pati Yang

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The east was a dessert

I had a feeling I met you before

Is it because

I move without being present

Toward the sun

I don’t know where did it go

Don’t Lie

God like

People

Fake.

They’re

Cheaters

Preachers

All The Same

We had it all

Stories From The Dogland

Pigs flying

All printed in gold

While you were dancing

Sipping Polo-Cocta

I dug a whole under the fence

And then crawled

White Lies

Imply

God — Like Fame

Preachers

ers

Give and Take

Love/Come

Money/Try It

Time/End

Dirt/Shake

Fame/Home

Terror/Secret

Glamour/Shooting

Faith/Waste

You’ve got a point

We’re coming empty handed

Single Minded

And hard as fist

We come and go

Fighting to Surrender

The kings of Liars

That you cannot resist