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• Artiste: Sam Fender
• Titre: Me And The Dog
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I've got a big chip on my shoulder So big that the seagulls dive It's a mark that I've inherited, like convictions in my stride Small town induced psychosis Grows rife, it's in its prime Oh, I know they wanna maim me Oh, they all have an axe to grind I saw all the pictures doing the rounds Saw a girl looking black and blue I heard whispers of foul evil, and I knew that it was you But I don't need a nemesis I've got my hands full with myself So I lean on psilocybin For my waning mental health It's just me and the dog Oh, I need no one else It's just me and the dog Oh, I need no one else Oh, I stood and waited solemnly With patience of a saint But in my mind's a'howlin' It gags all time and space I was screaming up at Jesus But He never, ever came I was hardly that dumbfounded It's His usual fucking state But I know I'm not alone here See my kin on every street In the high school cafeteria Being branded there as freaks In the caustic, scathing echoes In ears of children of divorcees In the haunting on-hold jingles And the poor soul on the street It's just me and the dog Oh, I need no one else It's just me and the dog Oh, I need no one else Oh, It's just me and the dog I need no one else It's just me and the dog Oh, I need no one else