Sweet Years - Greyhound lyrics

It's a sweet life, and a neat life But we all gotta deal with the dark strife It's a deep knife, and I've felt it But that failure was my savior, yeah That failure was my savior So, you're blowing you're blowing you're blowing your lines Go out and get them next time Start taking start taking start taking control I know you got it in your soul Yeah I know you got it in there Oh hell now, you fell down now You got your hands and your knees on the ground now Well your blood bled, and your teeth hurt But that failure is your savior yeah, that failure is your savior So, stop blowing stop blowing stop blowing your lines You'll go out and get them next time Start taking start taking start taking control Well i Know you got the greyhound soul Yeah I know you got it in there Alright now, you're okay now You found your soul in the back of a dog pound It's a greyhound, and it's leading [barking noises?] You're blowing you're blowing you're blowing my mind I knew you'd get them this time You're taking you're taking you're taking control Well I knew you had the greyhound soul Yeah I knew you had it in there