Lyric

It feels like it’s morning

But it’s actually past midnight

I’ve been writing a story

My notebook filled with dramas

Black with white

Ups and down we’re fighting

Emotions killing pieces of me

I’m looking for a heart of a Viking

So I can find the field of dreams

Life is filled with choices

You become what you choose

So say it

So fucking what if I can’t sing

I’ve got my buddies got my team

So fucking what I’m not your king

You’re alive and that’s all I need

You’ll find a way

I’ll find my way

It’s just another way

So fucking what so fucking what

If I’m the black sheep

Why do we get compared

Saying that you won’t understand

Getting judged by strangers

Building hate will lead to something mad

If One laughs one will cry

Why can’t we get along

Divided sides are way too fucking old today

I’ve been hiding all this time

Just Being scared to show my side

Stepping out the box and fight

Moving into the dark to find

Some say there’s something wrong

(But we say so I say)

So fucking what if I can’t sing

I’ve got my buddies got my team

So fucking what I’m not your king

You’re alive and that’s all I need

You’ll find a way I’ll find my way

It’s just another way

So who is fucking wrong now?

So fucking what if I can’t see

I’m looking for something underneath

So fucking what if you were me

It really doesn’t matter

If there’s another day

There’s another way

Together we can make another day

So I say

If there’s too many black sheep

Then I’m the white sheep