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the lines and lines of people spilling into the glory hole that plunges deep into the earth the dam that holds the water menacing shadow over the small town that is my being i am the black sheep they've all abandoned me with just a melody and a road that leads to somebody they want to keep my head to prove that i am dead i won't give them the luxury i am the black sheep i am the black sheep the black sheep, the black sheep The shutter of the raindrops In Southern California reminds me That they've all gone against me The slippery road that's littered with twisted cars and fires makes me ponder what will become of me i am the black sheep the black sheep Words by Beau Phillips Music by James Emelio Copyright 2006 From Letras Mania