Title: Black Dog On My Shoulder
Album: This Is My Truth Tell Me Yours
Artist: Manic Street Preachers
Composer(s): James Dean Bradfield, Sean Moore, Nicholas Allen Jones
Lyric:
There's a black dog on my shoulder again
Licking my neck and saying she's my friend
Solitude, the one thing that I really miss
Guess my life is a compromise
There's a black dog on my shoulder again
I'm playing with it but it's gone to my head
Like Carlito's way there are no exit signs
Freeze me there until I am numb
My mouth is so dry
My eyes are shut tight
There's a black dog a coming tonight
Black dogs a coming tonight
My dilemma but not my choice
Winston Churchill, can you hear my voice?
Melodrama there in my kitchen sink
Double vision, the way it is
Am I coming home to you again
Or am I stupid just by design?
Does it matter if you really ever know
This black dog is out of control
My mouth is so dry
My eyes are shut tight
There's a black dog a coming tonight
Black dogs a coming tonight
Am I coming home to you again
Or am I stupid just by design?
Does it matter if you really ever know
This black dog is out of control
My mouth is so dry
My eyes are shut tight
There's a black dog a coming tonight
Black dogs a coming tonight
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