Lyrics

Black Dog

I got a feeling
A bad, bad feeling
That I’ve broken my mind
If I was alive at a hundred and five
I’d climb inside the broken lines
Drink the coffee
Nothing can stop me
From flying away
A long time I suffered
Way down in the cupboard
Trapped inside the everyday
You picked a bad time to leave me alone
I wish the black dog would leave me alone… yeah
Come on!
I got a fever
A bad, bad fever
I feel broken inside
If I was a bottle of whiskey that you left here
I’d slide through those lines
I found secrets
Face against the ceiling
Gave up all the things I had
All my rage inside the madness
Searching for better days
You picked a bad time to leave me alone… yeah, yeah
I wish the black dog would leave me alone
Wrapped up inside
Come on!
You picked a bad time to leave me alone… yeah, yeah
I wish the black dog would leave me alone
Wrapped up inside
Come on!