Underneath the gold plating

Little black sheep
just go back to sleep
the world is better now
that your eyes are clouds
that you are off in dreamland
the sky in your head Is black
everything you’ve given
no you’ll never get it all back
sacrifice has taken
a toll on your poor soul
you were once the golden child
but the golds been taken hold
everyone now has a piece
again your wool is black
the little sheep once oh so sweet
is dead to all the hands
left for sleep the nightmares reign
you’re not family
you were just Novocain
Little black sheep
never wanted
you can’t get back
what you’ve wanted
little black sheep just go to sleep
once your dead they will weep.

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