This old black dog is hounding me
It waits 'round the corner and hides in the trees
I feel the chill of something blown in on a breeze
In the light of a cinema screen I hide
Laughing I only feel empty inside
Crying means nothing, I've nothing to say
I wish I could kick this old black dog away
And the worst part is knowing my part in it all
Yeah the worst part is knowing its nothing at all
Oh if I can pull myself together I'll try
I can't explain the tear that sits in my eye
I try to outsmart him but somehow he knows
Wherever I am, that fucking dog goes
I'll kill him the next time I swear I won't fail
I'll kick in his ribs and I'll rip off his tail
And the worst part is thinking it's something it's not
Yeah the worst part is thinking it might never stop
Oh if I can pull myself together I'll try
I can't explain the tear that sits in my eye
And the worst part is trying to explain it to you
The worst part is knowing there's nothing to do
Oh if I can pull myself together I'll try
Oh but I cant explain the tear that sits in my eye
If I can pull myself together I'll try
Oh if I can't pull myself together I'll die

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