I feel insane
Talking at the sky
Trying to send love
To my dog that died
Don't know what I think
Or a reason why
Bella'd be up there
Just chilling with the big guy
Well dead dogs don't talk to me
And neither does God
I guess it's free therapy
I'm in need of
I feel ashamed
Every single time
I get a glimpse of
The world we've left behind
Keeps me awake
Running through the night
Losing breath, losing sleep
Losing my mind
No one sees clearly
We all just play along
Well I need some answers please
The world is going wrong
But dead dogs don't talk to me
And neither does God
I guess it's free therapy
I'm in need of
I guess it's free therapy
I'm in need of
Cause dead dogs don't talk to me
And neither does God
But I need some answers please
The world is going wrong
