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Black sheep.
Ba-ba-black sheep.
If I should die before I wake,
I'll pray to God my soul to take.
But he won't keep .
Because I'm a black sheep.
Ba-ba-black sheep.
The knife slides in.
It feels so good.
Its in so deep.
Ba ba black sheep.
As I lay my head down to sleep.
My head is engulfed with visions.  
The land of the dead.
I get a glimpse.
Then I wince.
I am awake again.
Ba-ba-black sheep.
I lay awake counting them.
1...2...3...4
What do we pray for?
5...6...7
I will never get into heaven.
8...9...10
If God don't believe in me,
Then why should I have faith in him then?
Ba-ba-black sheep.
If I should die before I wake,
I'll pray to God my soul to take.
But he won't keep.
Because I'm a black sheep.
He won't keep me.
Because It's a sin for me to be.
This is why I don't believe.