Black Sheep Songtext
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Black Sheep Songtext
Stop asking the questions
If all I get back is rejection
If I hear that bullshit coming out of your mouth
I′ll fucking rip your teeth out, rip your teeth out
Mental, psychotic
I think I've finally lost it
You stab each others′ backs in private
You deny it
The only way that I can still feel
Is to see the hate in my eyes is real
Your world's a living hell
This broken home is hectic
You close your eyes
Picture the perfect man
Hide in that lie
Hide in that lie
You said this house means give and take
But I feel like I've sold my soul for your sake
You watch my every move
Unaccepting of what I do
A leash chained to my throat
No slack so you can watch me choke
I′m not meant to be yours
A fucking black sheep
Knee deep in the pressure
Of living in your dreams
How could I ever follow in your footsteps?
I′m fucking drowning in the puddles that they left
The worst part is
My heart's on my sleeve
And yours
I′ve yet to see
You want respect?
Then you'll give it back
I refuse to take these hits
Family doesn′t work like that
You think it's okay
To treat your flesh and blood this way
You think it′s okay
To treat your flesh and blood this way
If all I get back is rejection
If I hear that bullshit coming out of your mouth
I′ll fucking rip your teeth out, rip your teeth out
Mental, psychotic
I think I've finally lost it
You stab each others′ backs in private
You deny it
The only way that I can still feel
Is to see the hate in my eyes is real
Your world's a living hell
This broken home is hectic
You close your eyes
Picture the perfect man
Hide in that lie
Hide in that lie
You said this house means give and take
But I feel like I've sold my soul for your sake
You watch my every move
Unaccepting of what I do
A leash chained to my throat
No slack so you can watch me choke
I′m not meant to be yours
A fucking black sheep
Knee deep in the pressure
Of living in your dreams
How could I ever follow in your footsteps?
I′m fucking drowning in the puddles that they left
The worst part is
My heart's on my sleeve
And yours
I′ve yet to see
You want respect?
Then you'll give it back
I refuse to take these hits
Family doesn′t work like that
You think it's okay
To treat your flesh and blood this way
You think it′s okay
To treat your flesh and blood this way
Writer(s): Samuel Bottner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com