Letra de Good Boy - Paris Paloma

I knew one day I'd have to watch powerful men burn the world down

I just didn't expect them to be such losers

I have never seen submission embodied half so well

As in the feeble competition between men with souls to sell

And I've never seen a guard dog with less fearsome of a bite

Than with its tail between its legs found at the rich man's side

Look at him, he's sweating, he's sweating from the climb

Office worker, soldier, CEO, he's bleedin' and he's blind

And I have never seen a creature more pitiful than him

He drinks power like saltwater, all because he cannot swim

Mouths open, servants of a higher power

They told him, "It's a staircase, it's a tower"

Full circle, wagging tails, wearing a collar

Poor madman, that's what happens when you drink saltwater

Burned your tongue too early and realised too late

The tragedy of losin' everything you'll never taste

The clearness of the river, the honey on her tongue

Door opened to communion, bein' your father's son

And I would not expect you to witness what we know

The songs sung in the dark times, the fire and the snow

We'll be piling up our pyre and you defend your lords

And we will have our joy, but it will never be yours

Mouths open, servants of a higher power (Higher power)

They told him, "It's a staircase, it's a tower"

Full circle, wagging tails, wearing a collar (Wearing a collar)

Even the dogs know not to drink saltwater

Good boy, you're working exactly as intended

Has the penny dropped? You're never gonna get it

Unrewarded for all of your defendin'

From your loneliness epidemic

Good boy, has any of the money trickled down yet?

You say one day you'll be rich? Well, tell me how then

Unpaid marketing department for the power

Good boy, good boy

Ah, good boy, good boy

Mouths open, servants of a higher power (Good boy, you're working exactly as intended)

(Has the penny dropped? You're never gonna get it)

They told him, "It's a staircase, it's a tower" (Unrewarded from all of your defendin' from your loneliness epidemic)

Full circle, wagging tails, wearing a collar (Good boy, has any of the money trickled down yet?)

(You say one day you'll be rich? Well, tell me how then)

Even the dogs know not to drink saltwater (Unpaid marketing department for the power, good boy, good boy)

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