I am the captain of my pain.
'Tis the bit, the bridle,
The trashing cane,
The stirrup, the harness,
The whipping mane,
The pickled eye,
The shrinking brain.
O brother, buy me one more drink,
I'll explain the nature of my pain
(Nick Cave, «Brother, My Cup is Empty», Henry's Dream)
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