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Black Sheep Wall
Black Sheep Wall
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jackson Thompson
Jackson Thompson
Songwriter
Brandon Gillichbauer
Brandon Gillichbauer
Songwriter
Scott Turner
Scott Turner
Songwriter

Lyrics

There's a whole world out there But I'm sinking in shit Nothing says dead end like a drug lords cul-de-sac Two streets and they call this a city Sometimes I see the the dead drive by With my faith in the trunk They're headed nowhere Just like me I'm sorry, Dan I'm doing what I can We let you down again Fuck this band I'm sorry, Dan This city stole my plans Gave them to people I can't stand Fuck this band I'm a swollen catamite Stuck in adolescence I'm a self aware sinner With no confessions Bang down this door With a fury unbeknown I just can't tell if I'm locked out Or if I'm locked in It's a trap I'm engaged to, a fiance I'm arranged to Home to everything... And as soon as the lock turns, A haunted house of drowning fairies - We're celebrating a day early again I'm sorry, Dan I'm doing what I can We let you down again Fuck this band I'm sorry, Dan This city ruined my plans I used to be an honest man Fuck this band Scum of my soul, please grow old Every lesson I've been told Reeks of privilege undeserved, Tend to the rabbits, mark my words Genuine whores with leather skin, Turn away, don't let them in If there's one thing I've learned from the filth I live, Is that nature always wins Mother, father - should have settled past the grade Sheltered and yet homeless, every feeling the same Mother, father - thank's for the clever name At least I'll have something when this city breaks No change, only age
Writer(s): Jackson Thompson, Scott Turner, Brandon Gillichbauer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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