Tamed
The cat sits on the wall
Which is lined with empty beer cans
And syringes litter the ground
The dog barks at a moon
Which is hidden by urban smog
And the smell of fast food wafts through the air
The human sits in its cage
And rattles at the concrete bars
Which he himself has built
Which is lined with empty beer cans
And syringes litter the ground
The dog barks at a moon
Which is hidden by urban smog
And the smell of fast food wafts through the air
The human sits in its cage
And rattles at the concrete bars
Which he himself has built