Coma
dont set your dogs on me
(Verse)
On such a gloomy Sunday
Donât set your dogs on me
I came to beg you baby
For mercy
Have a soul
Let me off
Off, off
(Verse)
I know youâre sick and tired
I really feel the same
I am the useless player
In your game
Do you wish
Me to bleed?
Bleed, bleed
(Chorus)
Time to clean it up
To perfection
To perfection, our perfection
Time to clean it up
To perfection
This relation
I donât feel affection
(Verse)
I shouldâve been a mad man
I would have written your heart
Malicious smile on your face
Put me down
Iâm burning out
Iâm burning down
Down, down
(Chorus x2)
Time to clean it up
To perfection
To perfection, our perfection
Time to clean it up
To perfection
This relation
I donât feel affection
Do you think Iâm your whippin boy?
Donât you set your fuckin dogs