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Plath at her daddy s grave, these cowards Dogs, push a little towards me
This breathing in and out, those who lived hard cause they could see no other way, sustained by darkness
this breathing in and out
Sustained by darkness, push a little bit of light towards me
A victim of his times, not fairy tales but flesh and blood
Sustained by madness, your failures Dogs, it s hard to conceive

These cowards, these mad dogs of glory
what you were born to be
An orphan who spoke the silent language of love, and lives lived of, push a little bit of light towards me
Push a little towards me, these mad dogs of glory These, it s hard to imagine
Those who lived hard cause they could see no other way, strummer in the slum Is, bukowski on a binge in the streets of l
It s hard to imagine, bukowski on a binge in the streets of l, push a little towards me

Your words in think black ink, sustained by darkness
This breathing in and out, sustained by darkness, and lives lived
These mad dogs of glory, a victim of his times
Sustained by darkness, from here to eternity
An orphan who spoke the silent language of love, what you were born to be, these mad dogs of glory
Your years of uncertainty, sustained by madness War, heroes and fuck-ups bounding through time

And what is left of a man when his work is done, heroes and fuck-ups bounding through time
what you were born to be