Beg Like a Human - Pop. 1280

South down the freeway

I heard you beg like a mutt

In the womb soft refinery glow

You kept your eyes shut

Dancing a waltz around a deserted lot

You watch the fires on the hill

Nothing burns them out

Nothing can keep you still

Radio speakers say you’re eating flesh again

Each sensation lies to cold synthetic skin

I know you shake each time

Another lost liar with blue electric eyes

The thing about dogs

Is that they don’t know what they’re doing

I want you to beg

Like a human

The thing about dogs

Is that they don’t know what they’re doing

I want you to beg

Like a human

Like a human

Through the falling snow

World looks pixelated and serene

And the windshield becomes

A static TV screen

I can see all of your running around

I know all the things you do

Nothing matters much

It’s all the same to you

The car is standing still in the parking space

Looking sad and lonely like an unmarked grave

You twist and shake each time

Another lost liar with dead electric eyes

The thing about dogs

Is that they don’t know what they’re doing

I want you to beg

Like a human

The thing about dogs

Is that they don’t know what they’re doing

I want you to beg

Like a human

Like a human