Lyrics Roadpie - Watchdog

no one will find me if I vanish from the middle of the crooked streets
no one will catch me when i will fall down from the london bridge
in spite of all this messed up I always know who you exactly are
but I can’t even guess the reason for your pride, why did you get so far
I don’t exist so

throw the bone
to the watchdog
three ninety nine
for your pride
there’s a little more
on the top shelf
throw the bone
throw the bone
to me

you sign a headstone over your inmost desires which are interred
and everyone is trying to bring his most largest cross into the world
you have a lot of wristwatches but don’t know how not to waste your time
I wouldn’t say that you’re alive but I’m sure that you ain’t gonna die
you don’t exist so

throw the bone
to the watchdog
three ninety nine
for your pride
there’s a little more
on the top shelf
throw the bone
throw the bone
to me