Black Sheep
Inside a box
It's like a house, with no one in it
Ticking clocks
Im wasting time, I will not fit in
I'm alone and no one shares
Broken bones and no one cares
I hear a creak come from the chair
It's in the corner
Still alone
Rocks alone
It's that static noises thats coming from my phone
Your hivemind is so cold unappealing
I rather face the fucking cracks in my ceiling
I rather tour with a stage of my own
I love the rattle of the speakers, ether found in the tones
I know some people won't like this, it's fucking existential
They cleaned my plate and then left me with nothing but utensils
I didn't eat, so I just starved on a hidden potential
I drew a line but they just traced it like I was a stencil
I heard em chuckle, what's the joke?
What's the punchline
I hurt my knuckles, are they broke?
Are they online?
I swear the network got us all in a cage
Fake friends wouldn't even take the time to engage
I want my flowers but they wilt before they touch my grave
The taste is sour when they take everything that I gave
And all that's left are notes and drawing I left in my cave
The guilty flesh has now become everything that I crave
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
Bout time that I blow up you can't defuse this
I'm in your faces there's no way that you'd refuse this
You acting faker everyday and I can prove this
If you don't have the hands to spare then you are useless
Inside a box
Inside a box
Inside a box
Inside a B-B-B-
Said I reach for the sun, something like Icarus
Wings melt away as I fall, I'm pleading innocent
Tired of these dumb fucks, extinguishing the ignorance
All my fans love me, I'm feeling indifferent
I will not conform to a mold
I want the art I can hold
I want it covered in gold
I feel I'm being controlled
I have been grinding, refining the shit I've made for you
Hope you had some fun with the lying like you were made to do
WHOAAA that was kinda coool
It's like a house, with no one in it
Ticking clocks
Im wasting time, I will not fit in
I'm alone and no one shares
Broken bones and no one cares
I hear a creak come from the chair
It's in the corner
Still alone
Rocks alone
It's that static noises thats coming from my phone
Your hivemind is so cold unappealing
I rather face the fucking cracks in my ceiling
I rather tour with a stage of my own
I love the rattle of the speakers, ether found in the tones
I know some people won't like this, it's fucking existential
They cleaned my plate and then left me with nothing but utensils
I didn't eat, so I just starved on a hidden potential
I drew a line but they just traced it like I was a stencil
I heard em chuckle, what's the joke?
What's the punchline
I hurt my knuckles, are they broke?
Are they online?
I swear the network got us all in a cage
Fake friends wouldn't even take the time to engage
I want my flowers but they wilt before they touch my grave
The taste is sour when they take everything that I gave
And all that's left are notes and drawing I left in my cave
The guilty flesh has now become everything that I crave
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
I ain't nothing but a black sheep! Yuh
Bout time that I blow up you can't defuse this
I'm in your faces there's no way that you'd refuse this
You acting faker everyday and I can prove this
If you don't have the hands to spare then you are useless
Inside a box
Inside a box
Inside a box
Inside a B-B-B-
Said I reach for the sun, something like Icarus
Wings melt away as I fall, I'm pleading innocent
Tired of these dumb fucks, extinguishing the ignorance
All my fans love me, I'm feeling indifferent
I will not conform to a mold
I want the art I can hold
I want it covered in gold
I feel I'm being controlled
I have been grinding, refining the shit I've made for you
Hope you had some fun with the lying like you were made to do
WHOAAA that was kinda coool
Credits
Writer(s): Skyler Toms
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