Lyrics

I saw that brow of yours write us off at the first glance
A sweaty red complexion for a head you're fuckin' fumin'
Conversin' with the bag o' skin you call your neighbour
The comic word exchanges set the tone and set the future
Seeking refuge in The Pines
With all your petty fellow swines
Do us all a favour and go pack in that mouldy behaviour
The old dog is done
They killed him off when he was only young
The old dog is done
They killed him off when he was only young
So go ahead and take a piss on my good nature
Your biscuit teeth are crumbling
They strain as you near failure
You are the river bank, I am the meander
Your bitterness is overflowin'
Till that soil for I'll keep goin'
Seeking refuge in The Pines
With all your petty fellow swines
Do us all a favour and go pack in that mouldy behaviour
It's not just your fault you're a dick
I'd say your old man was a prick
Do us all a favour and go pack in that mouldy behaviour
The old dog is done
They killed him off when he was only young
The old dog is done
They killed him off when he was only young
Till that soil to heal your soul
Till that soil to heal your soul
Till that soil to heal your soul
Till that soil to heal your soul
Till that soil to heal your soul
Till that soil to heal your soul
Till that soil to heal your soul
Till that soil to heal your soul
The old dog is done
They killed him off when he was only young
The old dog is done
They killed him off when he was only young
The old dog is done
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
They killed him off when he was only young
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
The old dog is done
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
They killed him off when he was only young
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
(Till that soil to heal your soul)
Written by: Conor Dockery, Daniel Lang, Jordan O'Leary, Peter Keogh
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