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von Track Dogs

I′ve been sorely
Down on my luck
Reaching for glory
But I found no such
Busted and broken
Hostage and bound
Thrown by the wayside
Kicked while I'm down

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At times I′ve been barely
Able to sup
A dram from the bottle
A crack in the cup
Shunned by my equals
Scorned by the rest
Scraping the barrel
Or plumbing the depths

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The cup in my hand
Held out for some
It's hard not to shake
When they label you scum
But each to his own
You can't take it back
Your words they will sting
Like a back handed slap

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