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Hard Landing

from The Blackest of Dogs by Chris Harris

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When you're at your lowest ebb, don't listen to your inner voice.
It won't do you any favours.

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I'm glad that this appointment was the one you chose to keep
My patience is renowned for wearing thin
Let me introduce you to the bottom of the heap
I can tell at once you're gonna fit right in

You look like you're a stranger to a sense of joie de vivre
Things like hope are crutches for the weak
You'll wallow in such misery you'll never want to leave
"What kills you makes you stronger," so to speak

Is this really what I want?
Is this really who I am?
Is there anybody out there
who even slightly gives a damn?

Just take that final step and you'll be one of us for good
Don't stop to think about the consequences
I really want to help you and I'd do more if I could
You simply have to lower your defences

Keep on holding on to all those things already lost
Their weight is what has dragged you down this deep
The price you paid was high but here we never count the cost
Just think of it as drifting off to sleep

Is this really what I want?
Is this really who I am?
Is there anybody out there
who even slightly gives a damn?

Is this really what I want?
Is this really who I am?
Is there anybody out there
who even slightly gives a damn?

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from The Blackest of Dogs, track released May 3, 2016

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Chris Harris Bristol, UK

I'm still trying to get the music I record to sound like the version I can hear in my head. To do this I've ended up playing every instrument I can get my hands on. These days, I'm closer to "That Sound" than I used to be, but the journey continues.

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