Sunday, November 30, 2014

Pink Floyd - Dogs, Relevance: I wonder?

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused.
Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used.

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise. 
If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? 

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending
That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend. 
And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner 

And everything's done under the sun, 

And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.