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Woorden: The Uninvited. Blacksheep.

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Big talk, big words
Deaf ears, no one heard
The screaming of your adolescent rage
It's just a phase
Cracked ribs, cracked heads
We all thought you'd end up dead
But you just wanted out of the cage

Life is just a road to you
Time divides the road in two
When you gonna turn around and come back?

Hey, black sheep, where you now?
Are you gonna make it back somehow?
Daddy's gonna let you start again
Momma's gonna love you till the end
What goes on inside your mind?
Can you hear the springs unwind?
Hey, black sheep, where you now?
You're gonna make it back somehow
You're gonna make it back

Time flies, time heals
Deep wounds, do you feel
The anger still?
Or due you feel alone?
Well I understand
I understand for the first time
What your freedom meant
And why the terms were all your own

Hey, black sheep, where you now?
Are you gonna make it back somehow?
Daddy's gonna let you start again
Momma's gonna love you till the end
What goes on inside your mind?
Can you hear the springs unwind?
Hey, black sheep, where you now?
You're gonna make it back somehow
You're gonna make it back