Writer(s): Dean Deleo, Robert Deleo, Eric Kretz, Scott Weiland
And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where you going til tomorrow
And I see that these are lies to come
So would you even care
And I feel it
And I feel it
Where you going for tomorrow
Where you going with the mask I found
And I feel and I feel, when the dogs begin to smell her
will she smell alone
And I feel so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom
And I see that these are the eyes of disarray
So would you even care
And I feel it
And she feels it
Where you going for tomorrow
Where you going with the mask I found
And I feel
and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her
will she smell alone
When the dogs do find her
got time time to wait for tomorrow
to find it
to find it to find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time time to wait for tomorrow
to find it to find it to find it
Where you going for tomorrow
Where you going with the mask I found
And I feel
and I feel when the dogs begin to smell her
will she smell alone
When the dogs do find her
got time time to wait for tomorrow
to find it to find it
to find it
When the dogs do find her
Got time time to wait for tomorrow
to find it to find it
to find it to find it
to find it To find it
