Living in a cage, dreaming for a run
Happy that they laugh, I'm but a pun
The insensitive humans, parasites of mine
God I wish I could pray with bread crumbs and wine
Strangled on a leash, I hide all my tears
I smile for them, wary of their fears
My friends laugh at me, call me asinine
God I wish I could pray, with bread crumbs and wine
Food and fun you give me free
But a cage for me you bind
God I wish I could pray, with bread crumbs and wine
Kick me when you want to
Wagging my tail, I come back to you
And even when I find some happiness
"Heed", you say and I come back to you
Stay away from them you say,
They are not your kind
I'm but a puppet, in hands without a mind
God I wish I could pray, with bread crumbs and wine
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