Like a black dog, that you see in the night
with a dark smile, something ain't right
with your white head, you still howl at the moon
wanna bare your teeth but anger fades all too soon
you can bite the hand that feeds you with your last chance
bite the hand that feeds you with your last chance
like an old black dog, that doesn't need the chain
you're free to remember without the pain
get your belongings, clear the air you breathed
find another path, something else to believe
you can bite the hand that feeds you with your last chance
bite the hand that feeds you with your last chance
now you see what you've done
drawn the clouds over your own sun
Like a black dog, that you see in the night
with a dark smile, something ain't right

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