I’m a rescue. All necessary info stored in the neck tubes. I’m yours to make you feel as if you remember how to to be gentle. I won't be going back to visit. You know how old friends do, like, "I missed you bad, so fuck you and the better place you were sent to," like, "I get you're happy but you don't understand what we been through since you left,” and I' d be all "fuck you too then!” Anywho, I'm your pet now, so get down to my level with some wet food, a bed, allow me to nest and await my impending doom. Your precious pet projection canvas here to shit into your hands and eat your left out breakfast sandwich. Your bestie you can't text when you're out traveling the planet. And what’s some property damage if i’m still enamored upon your landing? If you never rescued me I' d still hunt for my food, and if you never took my genitals I' d still fuck when I choose, but what an excuse to be absolutely worthless like a substance abusing husband whose habits you've come to terms with.

I love you ‘cause you feed me. You love me ‘cause I'm needy. You try to leave me and I' ll kill you while you're sleeping.
I love you ‘cause you feed me. You love me ‘cause I'm needy.
You're lucky neither one of us is bleeding.

It's four o’clock. Time for my treats. I only feel alive when I eat.
Order up! Four o’clock. Time for my treats.  
It's four o’clock. Time for my treats. I only feel alive when I eat.
Order up! Four o’clock. Time for my treats. I don’t know a lot but damn I can feast.

One man's garbage, another animals harvest. Sorry bout the carpet but you left some Friskies on that carcass. I attract then try attacking small varmints. Buy a bat, friend. Imma nap while these larceners target our apartment and charge in bombarding. I'm only guarding my grub. I'm starving. Cup of meat, bowl of water, couple dog treats. Oh yeah, I ate ya homework and ya car keys. (Come here, boy. Com here!) The fuck you bark at me? Pardon but I'm busy in the fridge getting heart disease. Cottage cheese farts don’t bother me. Oh, it’s cute the way i’m slobbering on top of your lasagna? Sweet. Touch me where I like it. My body is your job. I’ll hump when i’m excited, won't apologize at all. (It’s not polite to sodomize an officer of the law.) Yeah and it was not polite to confiscate my balls, am I wrong?

I love you ‘cause you feed me. You love me ‘cause I'm needy. You try to leave me and I' ll kill you while you're sleeping.
I love you ‘cause you feed me. You love me ‘cause I'm needy.
You're lucky neither one of us is bleeding.

It's four o’clock. Time for my treats. I only feel alive when I eat.
Order up! Four o’clock. Time for my treats.  
It's four o’clock. Time for my treats. I only feel alive when I eat.
Order up! Four o’clock. Time for my treats. And I’m just tryin’ to find a broad that’s in heat.

This place is a prison. Man's best domesticated. I'm shamelessly licking your scabs after I wet my anus. I'm chained to your wrist but you're handling my defecation. That isn't my name and I never said this was okay. Is it me or my reflection? An honest question. You shed light on the subject but I think that you’re projecting. I shed white tufts of fluff onto your sweater again. You’re sticking your neck out for the less endowed so what the fuck are you protecting? Whose livestock? Brand infused. My property. Can the gruel, grab, consume, puke. In the beginning we brought the food, we dropped the stool, saw some poon and had to scoop. I lost my cool. It's on you for not training me right. Shoulda locked me in my cage and gave me bacon to fight. I'm intelligent now. Hell of a howl, dangerous bite. You missed treat time and now you're gonna pay with your life. Pass the baby, it's ripe.