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