black sheep

Baa baa black sheep High up in his tower Learned to never make a peep For fear of turning others sour Baa baa black sheep Staring at the mine field exploding in his sleep A constant mind shield Baa baa black sheep Never felt so feeble A lack of breath Float here bereft Dust to be swept Look down your fucking kaleidoscope These pretty colors, oh what a joke These things that they all scream The pettiness oh so obscene Your fancy cars from iron fisted czars Tiny fingers and new formed scars And old men pointing at the stars Baa baa black sheep Olfactorys bizarre Cause I see it I smell it I feel it Oh how marred we humans are