Remix of "I wrote this for my dog" by po9t, for his competition.

Lyrics:

Sit by the door for you

to call home again.

Feels like forever

since I saw Fred

Drown your phone out

and come out to play

We can bury your work

Please, take him and walk.

Take me to the park and we can still- how you talk?

And tell me all your problems and throw me a bah.

I can run for miles and never leave your sight.

Oh, I try but I can't get too hard.

Now you're packing your boxes and move 'em by the door.

Paint a swing to make you face where I've seen this before.

I hear you call me by my mantra, my sore toe; the floor.

Don't leave, don't leave, don't leave, don't leave

Please love me more.

Oooooooh

So please love me more.

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