The Black Dog Lyrics

Laying in my pit I looked toward

The never ending darkness I abhorred

Each day was a fickle cell

Each moment was an empty shell

Sinking to the depth of life's "reward"

Contemplating my lack of high esteem

Regurgitating plans that went unseen

Thinking of each passing slight

Ruminating on my early plight

Directing downward trend of future dream

The black dog is coming round again

Whining in my ear but he's no friend

Sits and begs and throw a ball

But makes no difference to me at all

Plotting, planning and scheming a subtle end

The black dog is coming round again

Sleeping on my bed I'm undisturbed

Staying there all day l'm quite perturbed

Unchallenged thoughts inside my mind

Festering at life's unkind

A Plotted synopsis so absurd

The black dog is coming round again

Whining in my ear but he's no friend

Sits and begs and throw a ball

But makes no difference to me at all

Plotting, planning and scheming a subtle end

The black dog is coming round again

Wagging its tail but he's no friend

Sits and begs and holds its paw

Makes little difference to me at all

Plotting, planning and scheming a subtle end

The black dog is coming round again

Buck up your ideas

make a plan

Forge your future in gold

be a man

But The black dog is coming round again

Wagging its tail but he's no friend

Sits and begs and holds its paw

Makes little difference to me at all

Plotting, planning and scheming a subtle end

The black dog is coming round again

Yeah the black dog is coming round again

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