Black Sheep - Royal Baths

I gave up faking gratitude, can’t you tell?

My good friends seem to bore me

Don’t ask me why!

One by one, my lovers leave me

I never cry!

I harbor thoughts of ill will

They are mine

I think of death and migraine

All the time

Once I wanted to be holy

What is sorrow?

Now my mean thoughts are my truest shame

Black as mine

Cause I am a black sheep

And Jesus knows

I have learned to laugh at the black in my soul

I am a black sheep and Jesus knows

I have learned to laugh at the black in my soul

Black sheep, black sheep, black sheep, black sheep

Bloody landscapes are my daydreams, bodies fall

If I could touch the hand of Satan, I would crawl

I am sick of all the phonies in my life

I would like to kiss them properly with a knife

Do you think I don’t know what’s wrong?

It is me!

Do you know I love this burden

Terribly

I watch my back thoughts drifting

Lazily

I am proudly holding hands with the beast in me

Cause I am a black sheep

And Jesus knows

I have learned to laugh at the black in my soul

I am a black sheep and Jesus knows

I have learned to laugh at the black in my soul

Black sheep, black sheep, black sheep, black sheep