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Scraps of Love

from This World LP by monksolo

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Scraps of Love

Here I come, out of the cold
of sniffing those posts it's feeling just a bit old
It's the same thing every day
I think in doggy terms and hope this one's better some way

I notice a smell it's something cooking
The stove is lit and I'm hoping and looking
I'd like to eat a full course if I was able
but I'm not allowed to eat at the human table

I'm on the ground, I'm on the floor
I've got the big eyes, I'm begging for scraps of love
I'm at your feet, I'm at the door
My tongue is hanging out, hoping for scraps of love..

scraps of love..

Here I am, I've got a wet dog smell
I was messing in the garbage and you can tell
You know it's the same thing every day
I think in fuzzy logic so I hope this one's better some way

Once again I smell that smell, there's something cooking
The stove is lit and I'm hoping and looking
The hunger is like my tail when I wanna catch it
It's an unbearable itch but I can never scratch it

Round and around and around I go!

I'm on the ground, I'm on the floor
I've got the big eyes, I'm begging for scraps of love
I'm at your feet, I'm at the door
My tongue is hanging out, hoping for scraps of love..

scraps of love..

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from This World LP, released May 13, 2022

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monksolo New York, New York

A lot of my songs reward patience and unfold in interesting ways.

My music comes from a place where post-punk attitude meets modern electronica/sampling and electric guitar. I am always trying to push boundaries.

Here you will find a wide variety of styles, sometimes across a single album.
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