Year of the Dog - Damnation Lyrics

Well I’ll leave my bones at your door,
I’ll sweep the dirt from your floor,
My knuckles creek, my knees need oil,
A rose covered in rust from your cold soil.

Oh damnation is at your door, I bit the bullet now I don’t speak no more so, I listen to the whispers, read the writings on the walls, angels wings won’t fit through my door.

Oh set me free, I’ll survive the fall. Takes my wings, watch me soar.

Oh damnation is at my door, I bit the bullet now I don’t speak no more so, listen to the whispers, read the writings on the walls, angels wings won’t fit through my door.

Oh Damnation is at my door, I bit the bullet now I don’t speak no more.
I listened to the whispers, I read the writings on the wall.
Angels wings won’t fit through my...