Make haste and find the future
We were outcasted so tragically
Curse the tide, and shun the sun,
Who needs it anyway?
Become a black sheep with me
I stayed up long nights, staring wide-eyed at the sea
Throwing rocks and yelling but it made a man out of me
Make haste and find the future
We were outcasted so tragically
Or curse the tide and shun the sun
Become a black sheep with me
Follow a flock inside to assemble, and rally
Or fight the flow, and light the fuse
Fly the banner, blue and gold
Conformity it seems all so wrong
Cuz I always knew, that all along,
I'd find solace in things important to me
And that's the way I want it to be