Lyrics Call off the Dogs - Marika Hackman

Call off the dogs
Keep your head
"I know the drill"
Is what you said

But the blind-thump drumbeat
Froze with deaf heat

And the night's still young
But I feel old
And don't touch me there
Your hands were cold

From the outside, cruel speak
Wet face, warm cheeks

Silence my roaring veins
Exhale, inhale
It's hot in here
Fleshy-walled foundations
Oxygen thick like glue

Let's go to bed
I like you best
The teeth in your mouth
Tongue suppressed

By the blind-thump drumbeat
Froze with deaf heat

But the blind-thump drumbeat
Froze with deaf heat