Black Sheep

How can he tell what's real? When he's not sure how to feel Devoid of joy He was never like the other boys Despite the practices that he employed He is his father's son Oh, his world ways a ton A glass half full Is enough to keep you cool When you see through the eyes of a fool A dance with the devil And a chance to tell the tail Prescriptions from physicians Will keep him on the rail A worthless piece of shrapnel I'm on the murder of crows Keeping his enemies close Row, row, row your boat Into the sea of dreams Choking on the (idk) (idk) (idk) Life is but a dream Wash down the pills Though they give him the chills A faded reminder A stagnating cider Sitting alone in his ro-o-o-oom Back on the wall Fixed after all Had a great fall Dancing with the devil Then he lived to tell the tail Prescriptions from physicians But he (idk) A worthless piece of shrapnel In a murder of crows Keeping his enemies close Row, row, row your boat Into the sea of dreams Choking on the (idk) (idk) (idk) Life is but a dream Back on the wall Fixed after all Had a great fall (Sorry there are some parts missing, but its better than nothing)