\"White Male, Black Sheep\"
(Hook)
White male, black sheep/
Ain\'t no fairytales, when your pain this deep (x3)
White male, black sheep/
Ain\'t no fairytales...
(Verse one)
I\'m a paranoid mind, a lost soul with no control/
Out in the cold, calling Jehovah, trying to crawl out of this dark hole
See it\'s got that tight grip, that tight hold around my throat/
And the more I fight it, the more they tighten it, like it must my time to go
My eyes start to close, my body slips into a coma/
Doctor by my bedside, confirming that I\'ve crossed over/
The war is over, along with the bipolar, still I\'m holier that most/
My head starts to vision, wrong decisions and holy ghosts
Long tunnels and white lights, far from the bright lights of the city/
No more time, back of my mind, ready to die rhymes like Biggie/
I can see the apostles on the hill, so the apocalypse must be approaching/
So either this sh*t is all real, or it\'s some strong stuff that I\'m smoking/
The pearly\'s start to open, a strange figure slowly appears/
I\'m caught in a trance state, flashbacks of my forgotten years
Tears falling down my facial, footprints appear in the sand/
I never deserted you my child, I carried you in my hand.
(Hook)
White male, black sheep/
Ain\'t no fairytales, when your pain this deep (x3)
White male, black sheep/
Ain\'t no fairytales, and that\'s why I can\'t sleep.
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