Plush
Music by R. DeLeo/Words by Weiland
And I feel that time's a wasted
go
So where ya going to tomorrow?
And I feel that these are lies to
come
Would you even care?
And I feel it
And I feel it
Where ya going to tomorrow?
Where ya goin' with the mask I
found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell
her
Will she smell alone?
And I feel, so much depends on
the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom?
And I see, that these are the
eyes of disarray
Would you even care?
And I feel it
And she feels it
Where ya going to tomorrow?
Where ya goin' with the mask I
found?
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell
her
Will she smell alone?
When the dogs do find her
Got time, time, to wait for
tomorrow
