Six Feet Under - Burning Blood lyrics

One, One, One,

You Have Shat On A Stroll With Me

Bow Wow, Bow,

That Cleaning Was My Job For Fifteen Years

Piss For Own Territory

You Were Free To Shit

On The Park, On My Bed, Everywhere

This Collar Was Not To Bind

Wanted To Feel Vibration Of Your Shitting

Every Time

I Can't Clean Anymore When Your Gone

Held Your Final Excreta Tight

Please Shit Me Again, One, One, One,

Please Call Me Forever By Your Bow Wow

Memories Were Too much Of Your Good Shit

In My Mind

Never Forget, Fuck You Dearly

My Daily Work Was That

I Follow You To Clean After Your Call

Could You Understand Only Bread In My Using Word ?

You Have Eaten It To Give Me Shit

Not Position Of Master And House Dog

We Were Best Freinds In The Name Of Shit