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THE BLACK DOG
This is the song I wrote about the black dog of depression which once bit a hold of me and wouldn't let go. I was living in a tiny garrett flat down and out on drugs an drink.Then one day I wrote on the empty stark white walls in foot high blood red letters DEPRESSION WILL KILL YOU!! . l began to fight back I've now laid my baskervillian beast into the steel cold ground ,I hear him whimpering now and then but I laugh and turn my face from the darkness to the light.