Lungs Speed, Lungs Sped - Brooke Waggoner

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

When the feast is freshly brewed

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

When the feast is freshly brewed

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

She was breathin' like a girl

Atop her wedding bed

Lungs speed and lungs sped

She was breathin' like a girl

Atop her wedding bed

Lungs speed and lungs sped

Ooo ooo ooo

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

When the feast is freshly brewed

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

When the feast is freshly brewed

It’s the sound of dogs at noon

She was breathin' like a girl

Atop her wedding bed

Lungs speed and lungs sped

She was breathin' like a girl

Atop her wedding bed

Lungs speed and lungs sped

Ooo ooo ooo

But my tender side was wounded

Cut up, built and spilt for bruisin'

It’s laughter that kept me sane

And my choice could not be rattled

It just brought unwanted battles

I’m not made for love

I’m not made for love

I’m not made for love

I’m not made for love

And I weeded weeded it

Now I water it water it

I weeded it weeded it

Now I water it water it

I weeded it weeded it

Now I water it water it

I weeded it weeded it

Now I water it water it