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Black Dog
By John J Heartfield
Somewhere from the past
A black dog came at me
He tore apart my courage
I could not shake him free
By John J Heartfield
Somewhere from the past
A black dog came at me
He tore apart my courage
I could not shake him free
I saw in many mirrors
A man I did not know
Gripped within those tight jaws
Dragging me down low
As dark as the colors of the night
Bitter as a hatred born of sight
Deep as the beliefs of the insane
Wounded to the core
No blood to show my pain
Always with no warning
He would come and go
When I felt his presence
I was ashamed to show
There were times when I believed
I should not be found
When I helped that black dog
As he tore me down
As dark as the colors of the night
Bitter as a hatred born of sight
Deep as the beliefs of the insane
Wounded to the core
No blood to show my pain
Wounded to the core
No blood to show my pain