Pilate lyrics
Talk of circles and punching out
Looking in, drawing circles down Falling up the south marking ground Talking out of turn, drawing circles down Like Pilate, I have a dog {Obeys, listens, kisses, loves} Walks me out of town Still, onẻs a crowd Making angels in the dirt Looking up, looking all around Like Pilate, I have a dog Obeys, listens, kisses, loves Stunned by my own reflection It's looking back, sees me too clearly And I swore I'd never go there again Not unlike a friend that politely drags you down Like Pilate, I have a dog Obeys, listens, kisses, loves
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