Clowns Sheep In Black
Every day I wake up late
In this trance that I declare my life
Surrounded by the same old shit
That fails on me every time
Family and people I know
Want to push me on to their right track
To them I am a poor black sheep
But I'm really just a sheep in black
It's the epitome of my life
That I don't care and I don't know
I lack purpose in my life
If you don't like it…
I feel that I have reached my peak
Now that I'm perplexed in these blank aisles
I'm stuck in the prison of my mind
Instead of bars and locks there's nothing for miles
A poor excuse for existence (I'M PLACID)
Not happy angry or sad (or sad)
I used to look down at the poor and the f..cked
But it turns out I am just as bad
It's the epitome of my life
That I don't care and I don't know
I lack purpose in my life
If you don't like it you can leave me alone
I treat my life as if it's a game
And you think yours is a story
How do you expect me to move on when I'm in mental purgatory?
Break
Free
If you are what you eat
Then you're a f..cking dick
Ahh
Frustrating
It's the epitome of my life
That I don't care and I don't know
I lack purpose in my life
If you don't like it you can leave me alone
I
Treat my life as if it's a game
You
Treat your life as if it's a
Film
Like
There's people watching your every move
Like
There's people that care if you succeed
Well
There's not